Whilst brainstorming ways I can avoid getting on crutches for my latest injury, Becca suggested that I get myself a Jazzy, if just for the comedic image of a young, healthy-looking person riding around on a jazzy. (She also suggested that I attempt to get out of the Jazzy when people are giving me dirty looks, but then fall to the ground as though my legs don't work.) I thought this was a rather good suggestion (for all the aforementioned reasons) and I started researching my Jazzy options. That's when i came across this double-wide bad boy, which I fondly call the Jazzy Deluxe (or the Jazzy Royale):
650 LBS!!!!! As Becca so eloquently put it, it "gives the gift of mobility to people who are completely immobile. Because they ate themselves into oblivion."