LOL. I get like this about once a year. I make all these great
accomplishments, but they hang over my head for a couple of months before I can
actually touch them. It's like someone is dangling them over my
head. I have been trying to figure out how to get the damn van since
I got out of the hospital, now I have one, but all the obstacles. I'll be
driving for awhile then it'll be something else. Like I got my associates,
but don't know if I am gonna make it to the university this semester.
Discouraging because I want to get freaking finished. I know it'll all
work out one day, but everything has been such a fight with me. I want to
be driving before school starts again, because for me to take public
transportation is going to cost me 12 bucks a day and it will be 4 days a
week. That damn thing is sitting out front and I can't do anything with
it. I'll have to find that channel so I can watch the marathon. I
haven't seen the twilight zone in years.
Stacy
----- Original Message -----
Sent: Saturday, January 01, 2005 12:14
AM
Subject: [QUAD-L] Re: I got my van
You make me all warm and fuzzy Stacey. HELP, I'M TRAPPED IN THIS
BROKEN BODY - I'M GOING TO DIE IN HERE IF SOMEBODY DOESN'T GET ME OUT.
(I'm watching a Twilight Zone marathon where they are trapped in a giant waste
can at the carnival. Some gave up and accept their fate while the
sergeant fights to get out - and when he does, he finds the awful truth and
prefers to jump back into the waste can with the others.)
Rod Serling = genius.
Dave in da can.
In a message dated 12/31/2004 9:23:47 P.M. US Mountain Standard Time,
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
I got my van about a month ago that was used by another para
but his chair was much smaller than mine. I am now trying to get the
work done. It's killing me I have this van that I can't drive.
The trigger on the lift to let the flap come down doesn't work, I can't pull
my chair up to the wheel cause the hole is too small, and the seat doesn't
turn around. ON top of it all, pushing a year later and the DMV still
hasn't gotten to me to decide on whether or not they'll let me have my
license. I have to get the work done to the van 3 hrs away because
vocational rehab wont do it because the van is too old with too many miles
on it. There aren't any mechanics or shops where I live that work with
the agency that I use for the waiver program in my area. It feels like
there isn't an end in sight. I know there is. I just pray after
paying out so much money to put it on the road this is will all pay
off. I don't know how I am surviving financially. I can't even
ride in the damn thing because the tie downs in the back are in another
little hole in the back where my chair doesn't fit. Say a prayer for
me everyone because since my friends car got totaled, I am barely going
anywhere and I am starting to get super depressed from not getting out and
doing anything.
Stacy
----- Original Message -----
Sent: Thursday, December 30, 2004
8:37 PM
Subject: [QUAD-L] the bionic
man
I drove my van for the 1st time today. I had a transfer seat,
hand controls, and door opener installed. The xfr seat is a bit
awkward to use but the other stuff is way cool. It goes up/down,
back/fwd, and turns up to 90 degrees. Sliding over and back is a
pain but my driving will be the exception anyway. I don't mind being
chauffeured. There are 4 magnetic switches in my tail light housing
to operate the door and lift. Up, Down, Stow, and
Close. A battery is now much more critical to my survival - oh
joy. More mechanical crap that can kill me. Stranded in a dark
van in June, July, or August in Phoenix is no place to be. I'll be
keepiong my cell phone very handy from now on.
Dave
The moral flabbiness born of the bitch goddess Success. That-
with the squalid cash interpretation put on the word success- is our
national disease. -William James
1906
The
moral flabbiness born of the bitch goddess Success. That- with the squalid
cash interpretation put on the word success- is our national disease.
-William James
1906
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