During the years I worked for Pfizer in midtown Manhattan, I
seldom drove. To the best of my recollection I have never driven in Manhattan
and never wanted to do so. Still, it was nice to be able to occasionally get
into the car and drive to suburban stores.
But primary CNS lymphoma made such an outing pretty much
impossible. It is rather ironic that our car is in my name, a requirement for
obtaining the handicap license plates for which I was eligible primarily due to
my pulmonary condition. But I drove the car only once, taking a very brief drive
early on a Sunday morning when we first bought it. I am not sure I even
remember how to start the engine!
But my “driving” days may not be over after all. Barry
happened to hear a report about Tesla’s efforts to design and manufacture a relatively
affordable self-driving car, the Model 3. It seems they are getting close. For me, this may
literally be the best thing since sliced bread.
So, we have just put down a deposit to hold our self-driving
car. This is really exciting! Let’s just hope all the pieces come together
(literally) to make this happen sooner rather than later.
Love,
Rebecca
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