After jumping through all the required hoops my insurance required, I finally receive the electric wheelchair I'd been hoping to receive. It was delivered on Valentine's day. When I saw it, my heart sank a little. I felt as though a jail-cell door had closed on my life. It has taken a few weeks to emotionally move past feeling that way. Living with Sickle Cell, there are many things I prepared myself for. Spending my life in a wheelchair was not one of them.
Presently, I don't have a way to transport my chair on my car. A wheelchair car carrier is not something my insurance covers. At the suggestion of a family member, I began an online fundraiser. The amount of money that has been raised in a short time has been amazing. The generosity of my friends and family has touched my heart.
The sacrifice of others to help me regain a portion of my independence is helping to remove the shadow of darkness and depression that has clouded my mind. My heart truly has been touched.
