The saga of Mia's wayward wheelchair
Well, here's the story. When I ordered it, I simply used Mia's money so we would get it sooner than if we went through insurance. I cost a pretty penny, too, but she had a good amount of money in her account, so I figured it wouldn't be an issue. Her annual accounting review was coming up soon, too, so I figured that would help if her money ran low.
Originally, the vendor said it would arrive in the last week of March. That meant we had to wait three weeks or so. Okay, I could deal with that. We bought a new wheelchair not necessarily because Mia had outgrown hers (she was getting there, but she probably could have lasted six more months or so), but because it was getting a bit small AND she had beaten it up. One of the brakes had broken off long before, but that didn't matter too much as long as we had the other one. Around January or so she broke the footplate off, as she often kicked it. This caused problems because her feet just hung there and she had no stability. Mia also likes rocking back and forth in the chair, and it didn't have a lot of support in the trunk, so she was often slumping. The new chair was a different brand with a more comfortable seat and a bit wider base. So we thought it would be a nicer chair for her.
The last week of March passed and the chair did not arrive. I gave it a few weeks, figuring they might have misjudged the date. Into April, I called the vendor. After a while they got back to me and told me that the chair was so popular that they had no more and needed to get them from the manufacturer ... in Italy. What is funny about it is that after it was late the first time, I was telling people that they apparently had to carve the new chair out of fine Italian marble. Little did I know how right I was!
The days stretched into May, and we waited. I hoped to get it by the end of the school year, but that didn't happen. I called occasionally, but they had no new information. Finally, a few weeks ago, I started calling every day. We're going on vacation to Pennsylvania tomorrow, and I didn't want to go with her old, beat-up chair. I needed to know when it was getting here! Her horse therapist had a chair that had been donated that still had a footplate and was reclined a bit, and she let us use that one, which was very nice of her. But we still wanted the one we ordered, naturally. Finally they let me know that the manufacturer said it would be in the country the second week of June. I called them and asked if that meant it would get here by the 19th of June - it didn't do me a lot of good if "in the country" meant 3000 miles away. The woman at the company said that once it reached the country, it would only take 3-4 days to reach me. Finally, last week, I got an e-mail saying it would arrive on Tuesday. Lo and behold, it arrived!
We're very happy with her new chair. It's sturdier than her old one, and it's a nice smooth ride. Her teacher was already raving about it today, and I think Mia likes it. Of course, Mia's often agreeable, so who knows. I'm just glad it arrived before our trip, because that would have pissed me off.
So: 3+ months to get her chair. Man, I'm glad we didn't use insurance. We'd probably still be waiting for approval. But it's here now, and life is good. Let's hope it lasts even longer than her last one (which served us well for three years, after all).
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