"Well, there's good news and bad news," Joe said and I braced myself. I often feel myself the sort where bad news throws a punch and good news throws a daisy. It seems that what happened to my wheel was not supposed to be able to happen. This means that it must have been a manufactures error and thus, though we are long past the warranty, it is going to be fixed for free. Who knew that Toyota manufactured wheelchairs!
I am about to use a four letter word that strikes fear and dread into the hearts and minds of anyone who has ever owned a car, a motorcycle or a bike, a toaster oven or a blender. Consider carefully before going forth.
They need a part.
I sat in my chair at the office and screamed into the phone, 'GOD NO! NOT A PART!!!!!'
Joe simply said, 'Breathe, breathe,' We do Lamaze a lot at our house.
'How long?' I asked, knowing that their first guess as to a 'shudder' part 'shudder' and it's arrival time is usually two to three months shy. 'Two weeks,' Joe answered.
So now we wait for the phone call.