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... Yeah {Sigh}. Batteries on my motor chair gave up the ghost late Friday night/early Saturday morning. Called Rehab supply place first chance I got (this afternoon). Audrey won't be able to get the chair in to have new batteries put in until late Friday afternoon (alternatively, I could make an appointment for a week from Thursday at the earliest to have a repair person bring the batteries to my house). So yeah... And then, after the batteries get put in, they'll have to be charged for several hours before they can be used.
In my manual chair, getting from one side of the house to the other takes about twenty minutes. ...My toilet and kitchen are in the opposite side of the house from my Internet. I'm also about three inches too low for optimally comfortable typing.
So if it seems to you that I've gone unusually silent, or not commenting as much... that would be why.
In the meantime, Friday is the deadline for entries in this month's "Disability Blog Carnival." I'm working on a poem to submit to it, along with a video of said poem. I was planning on making and scanning illustrations for it... But now, I am too low / short to use the scanner... So I'll have to steal images from the Internet, instead.
My mother graduated from Bronx Science (which I mention in the poem) in 1952 -- five years before their modern campus was built. The building where she went to school was built in 1918, and from written descriptions, apparently was Gothic in architecture, and had gargoyles. An image of that building, at the time she graduated, would be a cool thing to put in my video ... But after several hours of Googling, I've come to the conclusion that no such image is available: cue tired, frowny face.
*Sigh*
In my manual chair, getting from one side of the house to the other takes about twenty minutes. ...My toilet and kitchen are in the opposite side of the house from my Internet. I'm also about three inches too low for optimally comfortable typing.
So if it seems to you that I've gone unusually silent, or not commenting as much... that would be why.
In the meantime, Friday is the deadline for entries in this month's "Disability Blog Carnival." I'm working on a poem to submit to it, along with a video of said poem. I was planning on making and scanning illustrations for it... But now, I am too low / short to use the scanner... So I'll have to steal images from the Internet, instead.
My mother graduated from Bronx Science (which I mention in the poem) in 1952 -- five years before their modern campus was built. The building where she went to school was built in 1918, and from written descriptions, apparently was Gothic in architecture, and had gargoyles. An image of that building, at the time she graduated, would be a cool thing to put in my video ... But after several hours of Googling, I've come to the conclusion that no such image is available: cue tired, frowny face.
*Sigh*
