Um, I have a new wheelchair? It was delivered yesterday, and while I'm certainly grateful for my insurance picking up the tab, I haven't used it THAT much yet. With every new chair comes a grace period. I have to learn how to drive it (it's usually not that difficult...usually) and some kinks have to be worked out. Now, about that driving thing. It's usually not so difficult, except for this time. This is my fourth or fifth wheelchair as a human being, and for the most part, they have all driven the same way. They were four-wheelers. This one is a six-wheeler.
I have a deeper understanding of it than you do, but not even I can describe why it's difficult to steer. Plus, it doesn't fit comfortably under my bedroom desk. And the right leg rest needs to be extended. I blame Jesus Christ. His birthday is coming up, and I always get crabby/irritated around this time of the year. Obviously, none of this concerns you. I'm just letting you know why the fuck.
Posted by Dom Coccaro at 8:10 PM