Any August morning in the 70’s is meant to be an MS day. We loaded up our van with Patti, wheelchair, and scooter and hit the road. This was Patti’s first opportunity to visit our daughter’s college campus, and at 100 miles each way her longest trip in years.
Our ramp van swallowed up all the necessary support equipment and vehicles <grin> plus passengers. Just the freedom of acres of wide open spaces to scooter about in was a blast to Patti.
If you are a visually impaired driver intoxicated by speed beware of random pieces of oversized art that suddenly may jump in front of you. <grin>
OK, I’ll get in a picture ... Notice how the “man purse” is worn bandoleer style and hidden on back hip.
As a caregiver spouse I must carry a bag of necessities, but try to be as manly as possible about it. <grin>