This weekend I asked Paul to return my knee scooter to the medical rental shop. She hasn’t been used much since our wedding four weeks ago. In fact, after the wedding Scoots just became an expensive coffee cup caddy between the kitchen and my home office. For the most part I tried to use my crutches as much as possible and not rely on the scooter. Determined to stay strong, being on crutches became my daily workout.
I’m weirdly sad that Scoots is going away and I’m trying to figure out why. Maybe because she saved me on my wedding day - there’s no way I would have survived the entire 20 hour day on crutches. I was able to cover a lot of ground with Scoots and even cruised around the dance floor a bit. My bouquet in the basket and a glass of Jameson in the cup holder worked brilliantly. In fact, I think every bride should have a wedding scooter - no more sore feet from the Manolo Blahniks. She’ll be able to visit every Aunt and Uncle with a breeze.
So today I say goodbye to Scoots. Thanks for your help during a rough time, but I hope to never see you again. I’ll leave the cup holder on for your next friend in need of a lift and a stiff drink.
Love it! And very happy for you. I hope to get rid of mine in the next few weeks.