When I woke up this morning, or more like this afternoon, my Mom told me that the woman who fits me from my wheelchair called. She also told me the two available dates possible. I had the choice between June 1 and June 8. I told my Mom June 8 and she said that was good because that was the date she reserved!
I had been emailing with Diane ever since my last ‘go time’ where I received the wheelchair prescription from my doctor. I told my Mom that she would be calling her because my sleep schedule is totally messed up and she is the better person to reach to get an answer from.
Now, my entire year 2023 is planned. I think that this day has been coming since October 2021. In October 2021, I had my swallow test. That began the ball rolling for all of my doctors visits. In April 2022, that’s when I got my pressure sores on my feet. They lasted until November 2022.
I was still seeing doctors and renting vans during the time that I had my pressure sores and when the wound care nurse was coming to my house. I was able to plan my entire 2022 year of seeing doctors pretty early on. Now that it is May 22, I am all set!
I began recognizing that my life is very small probably in March 2023, now that it is May 21, 2023. That I have accepted this as fact. Actually, I think it started in March 2020 that’s when the pandemic hit and I realized that my life did not change all that much.
My life is small, but I’m good at it. I am a scheduler, and I can figure out all of my necessary appointments and can schedule van rentals accordingly. I never thought that my life would be as small as it is, but I can handle this I have finally accepted it.