Well I almost made it into my van before my chair died again. I was loading into my van, getting ready to go to my dentist appointment when my chair just clicked and stopped moving. Of course there was nobody around and my mom was down at the clubhouse playing cards, at least it wasn't raining. I called my mom and she came down to try to fix it as she did a couple of nights before but it would not work. We call the office and all the maintenance guys were outrunning errands and they suggested we call 911 and have the firemen push me up the ramp into my house. When that looked like the only option left Keith drove up, might hero. He took it apart and said that one of the connectors was fried so he straightened out one of the prongs and I was able to drive up the ramp and into my house. I really wanted to go to the store or to Costco but I didn't dare chance it and have to call Keith to rescue me twice in one day so I just went back to bed.
The last time I broke down I called Rehab Specialist and they were trying to track down my doctor to get a prescription to fix my chair when I called him back and told them that my mom fixed it and I would not need to bring it in. I had to call them back and apologize and tell them that I needed to get it fixed after all. If they're unable to get a hold of Dr. Shem I will call over there tomorrow and see what I can do, I hope this isn't going to take very long.
It looks like tomorrow is another day of staying in bed and watching movies, it's amazing how much I take my chair for granted when it is working, I am definitely going to keep this one as a backup.
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