[Sunday, 06 August, 2006]
On my way home from the outing with Gilbert, my mum called me to go to her friend’s house to get a chair. It was already eleven plus and I was so exhausted from the late afternoon swim and shopping at IMM.
The old wheel chair was from her friend’s office and I had no idea why they did not want it anymore. Since there were a few of them, she asked around to give away. The condition was not bad and her husband took the effort to clean it up.
I carried the chair all by myself to my house. It was heavy and bulky but the effort was worth it. Finally I had a comfortable wheel chair which I could adjust the height to accommodate my legs, which I planned to buy one since so long ago.
Red arm chair