Every once in a while I
find myself on a bizarre thought tangent. I'm not really sure what
the trigger is that since we often these tangents, I guess, it
doesn't matter the important thing is that I think about what I need
to think about. I know that sounds strange and a little convoluted
it's true. Today I got launched on such an thought tangent when I
noted I was driving my power chair from the living room of my
apartment to the kitchen. And for brief second I noted to myself how
lucky I was to have such a dependable piece of technology which I use
to get around. I just returned from shopping over at the Walmart just
down the street. Every day I'm in this chair. It is my responsibility
to make sure the chairs charged fully with electricity every morning
(or every night before I go to sleep) if I see the need I must plug
my chair in to make sure I have the power I will need for the next
days activities.
I live completely alone.
In the morning after I wake I get myself from my bed to a power
chair. I find getting myself up relatively easy. The task would be
much more daunting had I not this power chair. I use this chair
before my stenosis operations a couple years ago. I used my manual
chair in the morning and the evening to get around the house and the
power chair during the day to get myself back and forth from work or
whatever since I just concluded by work careerafter said operations.
Since the operations I rarely if ever use my manual chair. I should
use the chair more often but living by myself does not make using the
manual “push” manual wheelchair practical. All alone, I am so
blessed, to be able to get myself out of bed, before my basic ADLs,
perhaps most importantly gave myself dressed to the point that I can
show myself to the world. The chair has to work, every day all day
without exception. I have another power chair very similar to this
chair which I keep as a “backup”. I have the same faith in that
chair as I do this chair and having just said that freely admit that
the backup chair is just what it sounds like a chair there for
emergency situations to use when something goes wrong in my regular
world. I am amazed myself every once in a while when I realize I've
left my apartment gone all the way downtown Salt Lake done what I
need to do and get back without any problems whatsoever. More often
than not this is my travel experience. I am up and out the door and
don't think twice about the miracle which I'm seated in an moving
from point a to point B without restriction.
Right now I have 3624
miles recorded on my odometer of this power chair. I've had this
chair for nearly 5 years. I desperately need another chair a new
chair. I am 69 years old! I think the next chair I get will most
likely be the last chair that I use for that great and dreadful day
that I separate from this body and report to wherever I go to next if
anywhere. I would like to get a good-looking chair with adequate
speed and features that will allow me to live the next segment of my
wife with even less stress than this chair. However, I don't know if
that's good to happen now. With everything that is happening in this
turn down world thanks to Covid -19 . I don't know if I'm going to
have any issues in procuring my next chair. If are authorized to get
my new chair Monday I don't even know if they would take my
application request. I don't know if they would have to process the
request. Who knows they may be making respirators or something at
that point. Until then I'm pleased with this chair I'm in right now.
This chair is dependable, it always has been, I feel my spasticity is
getting worse. I'm twisted in the chair it seems I am quickly
becoming is Stephen Hawkins clone (before he died). The way that my
body is being played upon by spasms which, I'm afraid, is really
beginning to twist my body making it difficult, at best, to sit
squarely in my chair. I have a fantasy that I lose weight, go back to
lifting up weights getting stronger and getting back control of my
body. I don't know if this will happen at being 69. I hope I get a
new chair shortly.
There's my tangent for
today. I survive day-to-day, out our buy a power chair without which
I would just be a shadow man…
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