The Day That Was

Wedesday was the day my gimp buddies and I decided would be the day we all meet up at the annual Accessories for Disabled Show in Tel Aviv. I dutifully set my alarm clock for 05:45 so as to be awake when Aurelia arrived to pick me up at 07:00. Setting an alarm clock to go off on time is something any self respecting 52 year old should be able to do, right? Wrong! I woke up when Aurelia called from outside! In spite of my incompetence, we got to the Show only 5 minutes late. No! She didn't speed. Once there I liberated a small electric scooter from the company that sold me Harley. I roamed around the displays and saw a few things that I would have bought had we not had to leave very early. Ah, well, there's always the telephone and the internet! We got home at around 17:15. Plenty of time to recover and rest up for my medical exam in Afula the next day, or so I thought.
Thursday's plan was to go to Afula early, meet up with Irit and Romi and have a nice lunch before Irit dropped me at the exam place. All was going well. I even got a letter from my doc they needed at the exam AND get to the bus station on time. The bus pulled in on time and I glanced at the number and SAW 842, and got on. At Golani junction I realized it was in fact the 845 which goes no where near Afula! The driver let me off at Golani and got my chair out from under the bus. At this point my right hand decided to try to amputate my right big toe. One of the "feet" from the wheelchair fell on that toe! Two darling girl soldiers ran over to help me cross the 6 lanes of the junction. My orders from Irit were to call her from Golani Junction. I did, even though she actually meant for me to call when we'd gone by the junction! She was not at all pleased to hear just how literally I'd taken her instruction. The correct bus finally arrived and Irit picked me up at the bus station in Afula, we went to lunch and then she dropped me off for the exam. I was the first one there, which was the plan. Somehow I managed to get myself home, giggling at the whole thing to myself. I won't know for at least another week if I got the classification I need, but at least it's over and done with for now. My toe got spray bandaged first thing and I Bandaided it for good measure. It still hurts a bit, but not as much as my arms and shoulders from all the wheely wheely I did over those 2 days. They hurt a lot less now, so it doesn't hurt to type! Going to that exam bloody but unbowed was good for the results I hope for and well worth it. The only irritation was Irit's reaction to the whole thing. She was upset wheras the other friends who heard the story cracked up laughing for the simple reason that I was giggling while telling it!
Franne Cloudwalker of the purple