Well, friends. My power lift chair’s replacement hand controller came yesterday afternoon and I immediately got to work! Dad helped me tip the chair to its side and I plugged that little sucker into the motor. I pushed a button and it didn’t work. I literally started to cry. I didn’t think I could sleep in my bed one more night because I was in so much pain. I needed DESPERATELY for my chair to work!

Dad heard that I was upset and asked me, “Is the chair plugged in?” I looked, and stupid me, the chair was NOT plugged in. After plugging it in, I pushed a button on the hand controller. It worked! And it cost a mere $25 instead of the cost of a new chair that I cannot afford! I kissed the hand controller, zip tied the excess cord to the innards of the chair so it wouldn’t get caught in the moving mechanisms, tipped the chair right side up and sat in it for the first time in over a week!

I am happy to say that BobCat, Alice, Jack, and I slept in my chair last night and slept better than I had since the damn controller died. I think they were just as happy as I am! I’m so thankful that the problem wasn’t a much bigger/costlier one. Hallelujah!