CMR stories

Hello!

Good day folks…

I’m back from the CMR and do I have stories to tell you in this post…

People person me

Well no, I am not a people person! I got on the bus and I wasn’t the only one that was going to be riding the bus today… We we’re picking up some other wheelchair people and apparently I knew them…… Yeah one at a time they came in and told me that it had been a while since we saw each other. I just nodded and smile; one of them even remembered my name! It seems I met them at the sugar shack last year (??); I played along but thank God for loud buses…

I might not be a people person but I know how to BS…

The 5516463 home

I got on the bus bringing me back home and was all happy with my new toy (air cushion). Plus, my therapist gave me the good news that I was probably going to get a new wheelchair with the “Turn on a dime” mechanism….Obviously I was drooling; It’s like saying you’re going to buy a Porsche 911 to a 16 year old….I was dreaming my head off! But back to my story; The person driving my bus was a lady and last I remember she’s a good driver. Boy my memory sucks! Evel Knievel drives like an old lady compare to this girl!! She was honking and swearing at other drivers who would dare use the reserve lane…she was mad!! A couple of times we came close to crashing the bus; hitting pedestrians!!!!  All I could hear in my head was: "I'm on a highway to hell..."

I know that I should probably complain but what if she comes back and gets even??... I’m afraid, she was a scary lesbian… she told me she was okay!

Well I found a flaw with the cushion: it tilts me too much in front so I get tired too easily….