Hey there little scooter

If you have ever been in Wal-Mart or Lowe's, you have likely seen people driving comfortably through the store, riding one of those little battery-operated scooters. They are great if you are a person who has difficulties standing too long or walking around on hard concrete floors carrying a can of paint and your new cordless drill. Seriously, problems with your knees, back or walking can be a strain (comes with age.) Eventually, you might enjoy taking advantage of these one of these nice conveniences provided by many of the larger retailers.

I used to think my ego wouldn't allow me to get on one of those in public! I'm not that handicapped, I would say to myself! Poo! What is my real handicap, sore knees, or a stymied mental attitude about what other people think?

A year ago, I asked my doctor if he could give me a prescription for a scooter. I wanted one of my own. He said, no, not legal unless I was seriously handicapped - I am not. I just need to take some strain off my old knees. Besides, kings and pharaohs used to get carried around by their slaves, and that looked kind of cool! Anyway, my doctor told me if I really wanted a mobility scooter, I would have to pay for one myself. So, I did!

My little scooter is a VIVO four-wheeler. I call it "My Little Corvette." It's silver and blue and will go just about anywhere I want to go! I ordered it from Amazon. Simple to disassemble-re-assemble and put in back of our SUV. Why, I even to took it aboard ship on our last Royal Caribbean cruise. On that trip there were at least 7-8 other scooting pharaohs like me who brought theirs on board. Having it was so easy, making our trip so much nicer! Should you decide to get one, I know you will be glad you did.

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