At ER waiting to go back to get cathed for a UTI. We waited three hours to get in a room to get checked out and to find that I do not have a UTI. We waited as our turn came not any sooner than normal. The girl behind the window—the receptionist—was rude and unkind. Because of my history of UTI’s, I have strange symptoms at times. I was uncomfortable down there in my vagina, and that is a symptom I go by. Knowing I do not have an infection—thank goodness—I now have to drive home in my power chair home in the dark.
My Drive Home in the Dark
My drive was not too bad. I had my power chair lights on so drivers can see my chair in the dark. With it being black, I was nervous about driving home, but JP was nearby and by the time we got to the light, I was home safe in a few minutes going on speed #4 across the street. Going over the bridge at night was a little nerving, but knowing how to drive during the day does help. This is night now, and this was my first night drive from the hospital. Will I drive at night, again? Maybe as long as someone is with me.
Under the train bridge, there were large rocks. I hit one or a couple of them and my feet rests hit the wall. Yep, I crashed into the wall of the bridge, but recovered soon enough to get home, to the corner of Franklin Street and Center Avenue. Crossed the street at the light and went over the bridge stopping to go slowly over the metal grates in the sidewalk. I have to go slow over them, or I lose control of my power chair. I want control of my chair more so than anything. Did the dark phase me? I gave all I had to give at 6 o’clock in the evening when now it is dark by 5 pm or even 4 pm. Now, winter is coming. It is November 2023 now.
Made it home. I crossed another street. N. Main Street at the light for the first time. JP met me at the corner of N Main St and Center Ave crossing N Main to get to Pease Ct, where the building I live in, Garden Court. Night drive again? Maybe.
