After a week of being cooped up, the Lovely Mrs. Sneed has reached stir-craziness. This morning we decided to try to find a wheelchair for her to use, so that we might get out of the house, like regular folks.
Her health insurance would cover this, but she can't see her doctor until next Thursday. Not to mention that it is the 4th of July weekend, so, even if we could get a prescription for a chair from the doc, most joints are closed until Tuesday.
If this was an actual city and not Hooterville, that task might have been as simple as going to a retail store and buying one. In Hooterville, it is not that easy. In Hooterville you can either go to a medical supply place and pay twice the price, or order a wheel chair off the internet and get it in a week or two.
I was struck with the idea of checking Craig's List and I found several chairs for sale. I called the first two numbers and no one answered either call. So, I gave that idea up.
I finally located a small medical supply that was actually open on Saturday and a very nice woman named Ellie was able to rent us a wheel chair for a month at a very reasonable price. All's well that ends well. Mostly.
Later I got two phone calls from the Craig's List people asking if I had called them? They saw my number on their caller ID. Don't you hate that? I do.
If I call your number and you don't answer and I don't leave a message, you can assume that I misdialed or I don't need to talk to you. Calling back to tell me that someone from my number called you just pisses me off.
In honor of Mrs. Sneed, this little video.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky