While we played the wait game we were using a loaner walker from his PT at the hospital. It was the traditional chrome with red handle bars walker. Nothing flashy, nothing special, no bells, and certainly no whistles. We thought our "keeper" walker would show up with the same, except less beat up-maybe a shinier chrome. My hope was to call him, "Chromeo" and learn a rap song...
When I heard the UPS man leave, I quickly shuffled on the porch like a raccoon, grabbed the box and hurled it and me inside my door. I remember these events happening exactly like that, as I was bopping around the house in a tank top that day and wanted not for my neighbors to witness my see-through white skin. The mission was more of precision and speed than of strength. Which was very unfortunate for me. I am neither precise nor speedy..come to think of it-I'm not that strong either..
Anyway, once I was safely inside the shrouding confines of my house I delightfully started to open the box. Not carefully either, I really ripped that box apart. I used a ball point pen fearing a knife would do worse damage to me as I hacked into the box horror-movie style. What? I was excited.
Once my arms stopped swinging and the bubble wrap made it's descent from the ceiling, there it was to behold..my eyes were slightly burning both from the pen stabbings and the brightness of what was inside the box. At first I thought, "Maybe this isn't the walker?" I ruled that option out already, before its mutilation I was SURE that I saw the medical supply company listed as the sender on the box. "Maybe it's a special type of wrapping?" I touched it, it felt cold and there was definitely no wrapping. There was definitely no scratching, peeling, picking or altering the color that was laying in front of me.
Roman was not getting the typical chrome with red handle bars walker...
Please forgive me my son.
The Pimpin` Potters