First off, I want my ass to stop hurting. Figures, doesn't it, I can't feel a damn thing, except I can tell that my ass hurts. Prolly because I sit on it all day. Hmmm...

I want the feds to reimburse me for what I have allready spent, and NOT deny me when I send reciepts and travel vouchers in.
It's not like I'm buying myself toys on their dime, you know.

I want some time off from the 20 billion mission-critical things I have to do every day.
I'm a month late on the car insurance, I'm so busy.

What else do I want? Hell I don't know.
A car to drive would be nice. One easier on gas than my big - ol - van. But only if it has a "thingy" that reaches out of the back seat and pulls my chair in for me, then sets it back out when I get there. Call me lazy, but you take a wheelchair apart and stowe it, then unpack it and put it back together, just to go back in the house because you forgot something. Forget that.

Oh yeah.
Lets have the spasms stop.
Let's have some doctors who at least put on the appearance of knowing what the hell's going on. Like the ones in the Enloe ER. Too bad they can't perscribe high-end narcotics, or I'd just go see them all the time. Wait. I do go see them all the time. Except for the narcotics.

I want to be able to hold something, and wheel at the same time. Like the way a normal person carries a tray. Or a cup of coffee.

But most of all I just want to stop hurting.