A couple of years ago I wrote about discovering I’d become one of the stories my wheelchair supplier tells. A tale of a disaster that they sorted and makes them look good. (And I was thrilled with the way they supported me with that) I’d hope two years later that someone else has taken my place in the stories rotation. But sadly I suspect I’ve probably just edged my way back onto the list.
Because less than a week after it was in the workshop for routine maintenance (and after I told a new tech who dropped it back that “I’ve stopped saying see you soon instead of goodbye to the wheelchair techs…”) it broke this afternoon.
It broke in a way that it never has before and I can’t really explain how or why. I was doing a move that I do multiple times a day with a part that is supposed to move like that. I thought “this feels loose” And then it was in two pieces.
With a dark rainy day meaning I was stuck in and a bit of a stressful morning it was already a rubbish day and this obviously made it worse. And this whole week has been a nightmare with me getting trapped outside my house for two and a half hours on Monday due to a broken lock.
But I do have the say that the moment when I was on the phone to one of my usual techs about my chair and we just had to both agree that this is a very me thing to do was a brief amusing highlight. Because he didn’t know of anyone whose broken a chair like that before. And all I could say was “But this is me, I am the one who breaks her chairs in ways you’ve not heard of.”
I do have a reputation to live up after all.