Last Thursday's Trip

  Not mine, but the VA trip.  The early morning was slightly chilly, but a fairly nice day.  We wait for the transport outside on such days.  We don't want to keep people waiting.  So we're outside a little early and I'm telling  him where the workers removed the brush and stuff, and decide to push him a little ways onto the lawn  so he can see better. Okay, that was fine. But there had been a lot of rain, the ground was soft, and the wheels won't move. In other words, we're stuck on the lawn a distance from the driveway. I try pushing, with what's left of my shoulders, but can't manage to move more than a few yards.  I consider trying to reach the road but he says no, just wait. But he's starting to shiver, immobile as he is. I go inside and get a couple of blankets and bundle him up, hoping and praying that the driver does indeed get here. What would we do if he doesn't show up? I guess the 9-1-1 call would go out for a blanket-wrapped man in a wheelchair stuck in a field with a helpless old lady beside him.  Oh, the horror!