The heavens have shined down on us and sent us the handicapped parking placard. Today we used it for the first time at the Railroad Museum of Pennsylvania.
I have noticed a higher happiness level in Max over the last few trips out. He rides in the wheelchair for long strips of walking. He hops out for photo ops or to try something out or look more closely at something- then he hops back in.
There is still a little bit of deliriousness on the way home but it is not accompanied by severe exhaustion and moodiness. There is light in his eyes again in the pictures from our last two field trips.
It's starting to work out. The icing is the parking placard. It helps me help him, and allows me to more safely get the wheelchair out of the car and get him in it.