You hear parents talk about stepping on their children's Lego pieces late at night, but no one every warns you about rolling over dog bones with your wheelchair. The bone on trial is pictured here. Although, pleading not-guilty to pre-meditated criminal activity (it claims it was hurled to its resting place by one very playful chocolate lab), it is guilty of causing a chain reaction of unfortunate events. This is how it happened...

The hour was late. Upon pulling his power wheelchair around to transfer from his recliner chair, Hubby, unknowingly collected the bone with the undercarriage. Once transferred, the wheelchair struggled to move forward. The only direction that seemed to work was reverse. (This was discovered after making a great deal of racket because...why ask for help???). The quite frustrated noisemaker finally made it into the bedroom after ramming the door jambs a couple times. By this time, Wifey, who had been struggling to sleep for a few hours, was fired up! The incessant clamour might as well have been a freight train coming through the house! The short conversation that ensued was light, chipper and genial...unhappy, irritable, and unfriendly. The problem was then solved with a hammer. That's right! Wifey in the bedroom with the hammer! Who could blame her?! Continuous lack of sleep takes a toll on the body! After three good whacks, the bone dislodged itself!!

Once the sun rose a several hours later, all was well (temperatures had returned to normal and words were much lighter, chipper and genial). So to all you parents complaining about Lego, "Stop it!" Your affliction is but for a moment; running over a bone in a wheelchair can have longer lasting effects like that of an atomic bomb.