A wedged bear in a great tightness

We also went to Anchorage the other day took 4 of the 5 kids w/ us.. Left around 8 in the A.m. The kids went to the Mall and spent way too much money. But they felt great because it was their hard earned money... SnS bought me a great scarf... Sb of course bought new plugs for his ever growing piercing problem.. Sp bought so much stuff I can't even begin to tell you, Clothes, glasses, shoes, more crap then she'll need in this life time... I went to Value Village and got some clothes for the Sbaby.. Some baskets for my kitchen... Everytime we go to Anchorage I can't go shopping in the big stores because I can't walk that far or that long... This time Sb and SnS got me a wheel chair.. I have never used one, simply because I am 37, Dang it... I so wanted to go into Walmart.. Just to look around.. The Boys promised to not leave me in an isle and run away laughing.. It was kinda funny I didn't want an electric one.. Seemed to humbling I guess.. I asked Sb to find me one where he could just wheel me around in.. They found one.. Mind you they both said, "Mum your NOT gunna fit".. I looked at it and knew I wasn't gunna fit.. I am not sure if any ten year old girl would fit... But people were watching and I so wanted them to sure as shit know I was going to fit in that seat... WEll after much due I got into the chair, but Oh My I was dying... Sb started laughing while SnS just stood behind me waiting for it to collapse.. I saw a couple walking towards me giggling.. They could have just been on a Valentine high, perhaps he said something sweet to his lover... BUT I'm guessing they were giggling at the site of a 420 pound woman thinking she was actually going to fit in a chair made for a 100 pound child! Needless to say, I was STUCK!!!! As Owl would say on Winnie the Pooh, "A wedged bear in a great tightness. In a word, irremovable." Now obviously this situation calls for an expert. And Thank Heavens I had them there... SnS held on for dear life, shaking the seat just enough... Sb began to yank gently on my arms as I wiggled my ass. I am not sure if the WHOLE ENTIRE STORE heard the POP and the moan of the wheelchair. But Alas I was free.. I then resin ed to drive the motorized wheeler... It was tough at first very humbling experience.. I was so grateful in the end that I did it. So much fun shopping w/out pain.. Thank you God for the grace and love of my kids to not be embarrassed and help me like they do.. Normally I would not post such an unflattering pic of myself, but I wanted you all to see how much fun I had.. Sb my son w/ Cp decided to get a wheeler as well, ( I thought a wonderful selfless act) Yeah.. NO!! He just ran into me most of the time laughing and swirving about trying to kill me....