The Future of Hope

Well, it's official, Hope is totaled. Hope my scooter, that is. They considered many options to keep her around, but they were not good ones and it's likely best to donate her parts to other scooters that will survive. I'm an organ donor, so Hope will be as well.

I'm already researching new scooters, but they don't make Hope anymore, so I need to go from scratch. I don't think I'll get another pink scooter. Best to get a scooter I don't sit and compare to my old one. It's a new start in yet another part of my life.

Tomorrow, I should hear from the department of criminal justice that they are considering my complete application. Due to timing, I will know if I'm admitted in a matter of weeks. The waiting game is never easy. I still work on patience a lot.

I've officially run out of enbrel. My rheumatologist's office is trying to order me some through my new insurance. I pray it goes through quickly and I can take my next injection on time. I had to chase my enbrel at Carswell, why shouldn't I have to from home.  

I wish I could have kept the "Hope" logo from my scooter. Every time I face these unknowns, I could run my hand over it. It's just symbolic, but it keeps me positive. Hope is a positive word. 

Maybe I should claim that body part of my now former scooter. It's not a part that other ailing scooters would be seeking. Writing this helped me realize that I'll try and do just that. Maybe I can attach it to whichever scooter I select in the near future!