The past couple of weeks have been incredibly busy. Between conferences, medical updates, and coping with infertility on Mother’s Day, I feel like everything is, again, coming to a head all at once. But like before, the good is still outweighing the bad.Before we left for #BBCPhilly that Friday, Ben and I spent the morning at an accessibility/mobility open house. While we were there, I got the chance to roll into different kinds of vans and see all the options I have for my own vehicle. As someone who has a horrible time visualizing anything mechanical, being able to see it in person was a godsend. I was able to see what worked, what was comfortable, what I liked . . . and maybe more importantly, what I didn’t like.
The actual reason for the trip was to get measured in my new chair, so my driver trainer could finish filling out the paperwork for the prescription to modify my vehicle.
Now that the ‘script is in, I have six months to buy a van. Before anything else, the organization that’s doing the modifications wants me to get pre-approved for the auto loan. It’s truly the best route, because it’s a promise to the organization that they’re not wasting their time working with me. But still, the worry and fear that we won’t get approved gives me this huge lump in my throat. Those fears are hard to squash, you know?e of the other really fun things about the open house was getting to meet two of the sweetest service dogs in the world. While I was gushing over the dogs (and then apologizing to the trainer for getting them all excited . . . whoops), I learned that one of the women was one of the main trainers for the organization. By the end of our conversation, she asked me to consider volunteering with training, so that the dogs have a chance to learn how to react around a wheelchair.
Um. You want me to play with dogs all day? YAY!
Not only is it something I’d love to do, it should come in handy with teaching my own furry little bastards to listen to me, instead of running off . . .