Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Stuck in the Muck


Some days things suck. Case in point: Stepping in dog sh*t.

What happens when your child steps in it? You take off their shoe, wipe it off, barf a little in your mouth, and then move on. Right?

What happens when my child steps in it? Well for starters by "steps in it" I mean lets two wheels of his power chair fall off the sidewalk into it, and then get stuck. And then spin out for a significant period of time, making a giant sloppy mess of dog poop, mud, and grass.

When the spinning out of the tires finally stops and he is back on solid ground, then the poor van ramp gets covered in it this sticky brown concoction. Then we get home and I have a meltdown trying to figure out how to clean these wheels with more tread than car tires before letting my son's mode of transportation and independence - his "legs" so to speak - into the house.

Bit of a pity party, not gonna lie. One day, I will probably laugh at this scene. Not today. Today I hate wheelchairs and dog owners who don't pick up after their pets and what happens when the two have an unfortunate meet-up.

Pathetic, melodramatic rant over. Back about your business.

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