Chairish disappointment

I'm not scared you know frightened like something Horrible's going to happen I'm scared that I'm not going to be able to do something that's very important to me and I might have to call on someone else to help me. Now, having said that let me explain remember a couple days ago I got the rebuild chair back from ucat and it's been sitting in my apartment since Friday. This morning I had Olivia my caregiver put me in the chair and I've been in it all day long. Parts of it are not the same as my other chair was and I guess that's to be expected and other parts of it I don't know how I'm going to be able to do things that I have to do. Tonight will be the beginning of such a thing like getting myself in dressed. This chair has been changed significantly to the point that I'm just not sure how I'm going to do it I cannot relieve the pressure I need to relieve to get my clothes off at least looking at it now I haven't really tried it yet I'll let you know tomorrow. The other issue is going to be getting dressed tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll have to do a fast job because I have to be in Salt Lake by 11:00 for my assist meeting. Spooking me a little bit. I suppose if I can't get myself dressed I'll just have to call until I can't make it to the meeting. Certainly will not be the end of the world kind of a thing but I'm just shocked that I can't do these things I thought sure I was going to be able to just power right through. Another alternative I guess would be to figure out a way to transfer myself into my old chair, the one I've been using, and take that for my event chair. That wouldn't necessarily break my heart but it certainly make me think what have I done with the chair that was supposed to be repaired? I even started the process of trying to track down her my new chair is supposed to be. I found out this morning that when I called to find out the folks at the wheelchair shop had found out what they were doing they hadn't even received the orders from my doc! This of course necessitated a call to the doctor's office and of course I didn't get any relative answer there. No one even answered the phone and I'm on this Monumental waiting list. It's going to be a long while before I get in another chair. So I'm not necessarily feeling frightened, just challenged on what I'm going to do next and how I'm going to do it and if I can do it. Robert, the guy who put the chair together, is coming over on Thursday and hopefully do some changes to this chair that might make it a little bit more positive for me. I was kind of afraid this was going to happen so it's not a real shock as much as it's just a major disappointment.