100 Days and More

I have one hundred days as of two minutes ago…yay me!

Next week, I will have been paralyzed for 33 years.  Not recommended, but I am glad to be alive and reasonably healthy.

Back in the early years I had dealt with wheelchair/medical products vendors in 4 states.  The universal lesson out of that was to set low expectations for customer service. 

My current vendor had been most convenient when located a mile away with okay service.   Now they have moved twice and been bought out/merged three times to set a new standard in abysmal service.   I have to drive to Lynnwood just to place an order that—again—that I made last year.  I have one last transaction to do with them and it will be time for a new vendor.  Maybe the support and service staff at NuMotion despise me and they are good to everyone else—maybe—but I doubt it.  I found a new (to me at least) wheelchair shop in Bellevue.  Between them and SportAid in Atlanta, I will never go back to NuMotion again.

Lea saw her son today for the first time in 18(?) months.  That went well.  He is a nice young man with some legal troubles from crimes committed in the midst of feeding his addiction.  Hopefully he will find a way to stop before his bottom gets much lower.

I am grateful for my 100 days of sobriety, getting parts for my wheelchair, practicing wire-bending for pendants and warm weather.

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