Thank you. It certainly can be. I can sometimes manage without the grab bars, but it is virtually impossible to fit my service dog in a stall with me, except for the rare places where the doors swing out (and even then, it's unpleasant - he's a 65lb dog, and both relatively long and relatively tall for his weight). So my options, if I really have to go and someone is using the only accessible stall, are to either hope I don't pee myself waiting, or to leave my dog outside of the stall. I really, really hate doing the latter because of animal rights extremists. I know a fellow service dog partner who did that and midway through going to the bathroom, her leash clunked down onto the ground...because an animal rights extremist was taking all of her dog's gear off and trying to take the dog away. Since hearing about that, I have to be truly desperate to leave my dog outside of the stall.

With doors, the thing that used to make me want to cry before I got my service dog was when someone a few feet in front of me let the door that pulled open close in my face. On bad days before the dog, I couldn't open the door myself, so I'd be stuck there waiting until some other person had to go in or out, because if I opened the door myself, I'd risk dislocating my shoulder or my wrist. I just felt so invisible and so trapped. Fortunately, now the dog can pull or push doors open for me. (The downside is that now instead of being invisible, I'm stared at as if I was a walking three-ring circus.)