Matt, an intern, helped me out of my car because it snowed. It snowed!!! I didn’t know what to do. I know that snow under my feet is REALLY BAD for transferring purposes so Matt helped me out of the car and pushed me into Barwis as well so I wouldn’t get my sleeves all snow-covered. Once inside, I began wiping my wheels off. I had forgotten what a LONG process doing this was but I very methodically did what I had to do. I was cursing the snow in my head because snow before Thanksgiving is unacceptable. I have felt for a long time (even before I was in a wheelchair) that snow after Christmas was unnecessary but BEFORE Thanksgiving is COMPLETELY UNACCEPTABLE!!!
Phil stretched me out as he usually did at the plyo boxes. I said something about him NOT stretching me so much that I can’t move the next day, to wait until Friday to do that. His eyes lit up and he told me to go over to the table. I groaned because I KNEW that it was going to hurt. He thanked me for the idea and pushed me to the table. I was correct. It hurt. While we were over there, Megan, Eric, and Deeds made their way over at some point. They mulled around and I talked with all of them in some sort of conversation. I am still not sure who will take over for Phil when he leaves but I could dig any one of them.
My time was up and Phil got me back into my chair. He pushed me over to the door and then told me that Matt was going to take me out to my car. He put his fist out on the turf and when I extended mine, he “Joystick”ed me. Figures. Matt took me outside and it was snowing. Matt’s internship will be over in January so he will be there for a while. I explained to him when he was getting me out of my car how Adam does it (I made sure to call him Adam – I am trying to phase “Phil” out because that is a Barwis thing). I told him about my favorite variation of Phil’s “bends” (the “Bend It, Bend It, Bend it). It was a bit slick with the snow coming down so Matt got me into the car and my legs stiffened up. We BOTH chanted Phil’s “Bend it”s and my legs bent. Maybe Phil, I mean Adam, was on to something.