She picked me up at 1. After racing around a couple of shops and a quick lunch, we called a cab at 3pm from our usual spot in Riversdale Road. I'm getting to the point that going out is such a stress as we always seem to want a taxi during some freak shortage in the area. Here's the tweets from Tuesday. Note the time stamps:
A trip to Surrey Hills from Camberwell takes 10 minutes by car. Tuesday it took nearly 2 hours to get back to Mum's place.
If only I had the scooter that I want - I could have thrown myself up the steps on a tram (with assistance from Mum and with the scooter folded), gotten off the tram, unfolded scooter and zipped to her house.
When I get stuck somewhere, I often wonder if going out was such a great idea in the first place and how annoying my disability can be. It really does work its magic on my brain.