Electric Wheelchair Traffic School

Mom and I will be visiting her doctor today to discuss Mom's desire to have an electric wheelchair. I wrote about that a couple of weeks ago. While I was away on vacation, the doctor called Mom and said he had changed his mind about granting her wish. He said he wanted to meet with her and me and discuss the hidden dangers of electric wheelchairs before he makes a decision about whether or not she can have one courtesy of Medicare.

When I returned from Oregon, Mom told me that her "little friend" who owned the shiny red model Mom coveted, had passed away "two days ago" and that perhaps we could just buy her motorized chair from the family. Who needs an ambulance chaser when you have an electric wheelchair chaser in your midst? When I suggested that it might not look too good if Mom was trying to get the wheelchair before the woman's funeral, she backed off. I told Mom that she and I will go to the doc's "traffic school" and if he decides it's ok, then she gets one. If not, she keeps walking.