Now, where was I? Oh yeah...

I just had breakfast.

Nothing unusual in that, I know, except that it's almost 10 o'clock at night.

It's like this, you see. I don't sleep well at night. I never get a good night's sleep. Usually this is compensated for in some measure by the addition of wee naps during the day, or sleeping in late. Yesterday was a big day, the lady came with my new wheelchair, Deb brought a puppy to stay for a few hours, it was shopping day, we were up the hill printing her wedding invitations, and then finally when we were home after dinner I hopped back in the car to go see Mr Sez. In other words I should have pruned the list to one activity. And last night I had a very rough night with little sleep. I didn't get home until 2 this afternoon and finally crashed out to sleep for a few hours of blissful black. So, now I'm sort of awake, I just had some toast and coffee.

Now wasn't that just fucking rivetting, hmmm?

As mentioned above, the lady brought my new wheelchair.

I hate it.

Oh, I'm sure it's a very nice wheelchair, as wheelchairs go.... but you see I don't actually want one, nice or not. We took it for a spin last night, Mr Sez and I, a dummy run even... down the road; me on the throne, my friendly pusher right behind me, banging his feet on the anti-roll bars and getting my hair stuck in his hands. And shit was it unpleasant. Where was my bonnet? My windscreen? Visions of flying face down on the footpath and having my broken lenses plucked from my face with surgical tweezers. Oh, and I would rather have some decent brakes, not this ancient lever system.

We rolled and strolled down the road a ways... not going too far in case it was too hard to get back up the hill. Mr Sez sez to me "What if we can't get back up?" I said he could leave me and go back for the car and if policeman came along I would say my pusher had left me there and run off. He thought that was funny, silly man :-)

Here is a little wheelchair entertainment. Enjoy.

The chair (still unnamed) feels cumbersome and heavy and limiting and the thought of learning to drive the fucker leaves me completely cold. The only good thing about it is that it's black.

~~ I used to have a handle on life, but it broke. ~~

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