Not unlike the Valentine’s Day fiasco, there we were again sitting inside Einstein, my blue 1988 Ford Econoline van, just outside the entrance of Adaggios banquet hall where we, along with six other families, had an open house and party for our High school graduates. Carrie and I were about to get out of the van when (((click ’arrrrr tic cha tic))) the doors would not open, STUCK AGAIN inside the van within sight of our destination. These kinds of setbacks can be very discouraging when you’re working from a wheelchair. Carrie was able to tap the set pins out of the linkage with a hammer but mashed her thumb in the process- bless her heart. Without the pins the doors swung freely and the rest of the electronic functions for the lift worked just fine. For the ride home we locked ourselves inside the van and tied the doors closed with bungee cords. This make -shift solution worked well until we made our last turn into the driveway at home at which point the bungee’s sprang off, the doors flew open, and Carrie let out a loud wail like a banshee crossed with a screaming curse. She said later that she thought the doors were going to hit the fence post and take out the pine tree…
What this translated to, again, was us not being able to do the fun things we had planned the next day and for the holiday weekend...... : ( Which requires a sense of humor to just accept........We did, and we do. The movies will always be there later, the walks in the woods, the dinners.... when Alix explained the Valentine's Day fiasco to a friend he said something so sweet. He said, "Well, you have eachother, and that's the most important thing."
ReplyDelete