Today I said goodbye to the motorized recliner that helped me through last year’s BRCA surgeries. No tears were shed. I hated that thing. My neighbor was happy to purchase the chair at a bargain price. He is having hip replacement surgery soon. I wished him luck and waved farewell to the chair as it headed down the driveway.
Now, if I could just get the hospital to fix their billing error from more than a year ago, my life would be complete.