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Silly daft bint never realised her posh, swanky ridiculous car wouldnt be suitable for her son in the lomg run did she. Baring in mind you get a lease on a car and her lease end won't be for a good few year and more yet. She's also paid the extra to that car she ont get back. So if she does in the future change the car to a WAV she'll of lost out on all that advance payment she'll of had to out down.
All kaytees wants. The car is to be used for the child. For their needs... You have to think that whilst a car maybe suitable at that time... You've to think what your child's needs will be in a year... 3 years... 5 years.... She's thought of herself.
She definitely doesn't want that wheelchair. You can already see how she's thinking.... Its going to be an eye sore when out in London with him.... She's ableist. The biggest one on the gram.
Id of pushed for a self propelling chair so he can learn to push the wheels round to get himself around independently as he looks like he's got extremely good fine motor skills. That would be my opinion of pushing him further, giving him the tools to work in the next chapter now because I can see him walking you know one day. And if he only walks for a short while.... I can see him definitely using a self propelling chair. She won't want that though.
Shes stuck here.... She wants the wheelchair he's got to portray this disabled life content she's got going on and thinking it will give her more attention... But then she doesn't want it because she won't like the function of it or how it looks. This is a woman who paid how much extra for his hospital bed to be white to match his bedroom
She tries so hard to cover his disabilities but then remembers she's to maintain a "my son is severely disabled and I'm a single mum with low income" image... And try and push the "I'm inspirational".
She'll also be happy that transport won't have a reason to be on at her. I don't know why she isn't taking him herself. She's got that car for him. She doesn't work. Carers through the night. Be a
bleeping parent kaytee.