While Kevin was down for his nap, I went out to the garage and retrieved the box with the wheelchair from the minivan. I was still surprised over how light it was. The clerk at the hospital said it was the latest thing in pediatric wheelchairs, but that it would require some assembly. Putting it together would be Kevin and my special project for the afternoon. I was okay at assembly things, but I always needed to have someone read me the directions.
I figured I’d take a little time to give my mom a call even though it wasn’t Saturday and I knew she would think the worst. Sure enough, Mom picked up on the first ring and said, “Carolyn, is everything alright?” – Full first name, she was worried. I made a mental note to change up the times when I called Mom while I was at Med School.