When I had my doctor nurse practitioner appointment a few weeks ago, I asked about getting a placard for handicap parking. The nurse taking my vitals said they had a whole stack of the approval forms, and handed me one, which I then presented to the NP when he came in for the exam. He said, "Of course I will do that for you!" He checked off the needed info and signed it. All I needed to do was fill in my pertinent data, and go online for an actual application.
In typical Val fashion, I set the approval form aside once I got home, intending to get around to doing my part. With the cold weather moving in, my knees started complaining more. So I looked up the application form on the MO Department of Revenue website. Heh, heh. It's not about a person's health, but about MONEY for the state! I entered my details on the form, and used my new printer that The Pony had set up for me the last time he was here before Thanksgiving.
I mentioned to Hick that I would be stopping by the license office to ask about the placard. I didn't know if they could give me one there, or would have to send off the paperwork. Hick volunteered to do that for me!!!
Of course he first asked me why there was so much blank space on the application, even though he didn't have on his glasses to read it. I had to explain about MAILING ADDRESS IF DIFFERENT FROM THAT ABOVE. And OFFICE USE ONLY. And NOTARY PUBLIC IF REPLACEMENT PLACARD. Then I got Hick-proval to proceed.
I asked for two placards, in case T-Hoe had a problem, or the garage door went on the fritz. So I could also have one in A-Cad, without needing to remember to switch the placard. Also handy for when Hick and I go someplace in A-Cad. I didn't know if that was good enough reason to be issued two placards, but you don't know unless you try.
Hick came home with two identical placards for me, and the accompanying receipts, although they cost nothing. It's just a formality to prove that my placards are legally issued.
I'd like to say my knees are practically frolicking with newfound friskiness, but they are actually sighing with relief.
Good for you Val! I remember when I got those for my parents and I thought, why didn't I do this sooner?
ReplyDeleteThe process was deceptively simple! And is especially helpful after traipsing around the grocery store and waiting in line, when my knees really start to stiffen up. I don't use a cane on my regular town trips, but I do in the casino.
DeleteI'm glad you got the placards at last, now you can use the handicap spaces with a clear conscience.
ReplyDeleteYes. There are some places I won't use it, because the handicap space is on a hill, or has a space next to it for a close-parker to block my door!
DeleteI have a handicapped license plate, too. One uninformed public servant adamantly told me I could only have placard or plate. So, I called back and got another person who wanted to know who told me that. I tattled. I love my placard. It is my back.
ReplyDeleteA man decided I did not need the parking space and yelled at me that I could walk, was just fat and lazy.
I didn't want to deal with the plates, when a placard will do. That guy was jealous because he wanted to park there, but probably didn't need to. He was projecting! Unless, of course, he was yelling from an iron lung or something. I guess he thinks doctors fill out those forms all willy-nilly, because they have nothing better to do with their time.
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