Today we had wheelchair services come in with the hugest contraption I've ever seen!
The lady explained the in's and out's of the chair (way too much information) my dad then had to get in it (bloody tricky, but we done it) then, obviously I wanted to see if we could get this monster through the doors, no!
I lost the plot seeing my dad (who looked so frail and tiny) in this contraption and burst into uncontrollable tears, telling the woman the chair is no good!
She requested we trial it for a week! Seriously? It doesn't get out the house! What use is that?
For info it's a Azalea Assist
Anyone else experienced this carry on?
Apparently she's going to plan B now, a less bulky chair!
I think today just brought it all home, the truly horrific future we face!