Picking out my new chair.

Meeting with the technician to pick out and design my new wheelchair was very exciting; I could not wait for the day to come.  Like a little kid on Christmas I checked out the sample he brought, I test drove it and was like the Cadillac of wheelchairs.

First, you really need to get an image of the chair I currently use.  Picture a scary movie set in an old and long closed mental asylum, and the camera pans down the hallway and this decrepit old wheelchair slowly starts to move on its own; that is my chair.  The wheels have spokes, it squeaks as I roll and the breaks are iffy.

Sitting in the sample chair I looked up and the tech was scribbling on his tablet like crazy, taking measurements, asking me all types of questions and then he passed me the card.  The card was like a menu of sorts; I could choose my own color and design.  I was tempted by the American flag design, but decided that should be reserved for vets.  I deliberated as my eyes danced around the card, leopard print was not an option and therefore I chose Candy Apple Red.

It will take a couple of months for me to actually get the chair, but certain I will not be disappointed.