the last picture show

[somedayseattle]

I got a call from the wheelchair people yesterday. They said my wheels have shown up early and will be delivered tomorrow. I can give the loaner back a solid week earlier than expected. While it’s good news on some level it’s also somewhat surrealistic. It’s kind of messing with my head a little bit. On the one hand, it’s my chair. Mine. My personal property. I can put on stickers or hang air fresheners if I please without recrimination. But on the other hand there is the finality of being my chair. The piece of equipment for which I am expecting to spend the entirety of the rest of my life in. The last hurrah. The doctor is expecting me to hop on it tomorrow and stay on it until my end of days. I’m looking at it as a temporary setback but realistically I never may be get of it. That’s a tough thing to think about. I guess I should handle it the way I do with most heavy thoughts….by thinking about baseball instead.

Regardless, it will be here tomorrow at four.