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Boredom...or what....
A couple of years ago when Wiley was so ill, I bought several medical aids for him...canes for walking other things and a pick up aid.
Not exaclty like this one but the same system and it works wonderfully.
Wiley is out at present because I am able to walk now...sort of a limp along shuffle but independence is priceless.
Wiley had a dental appointment and we need a few supplies and I think he needs some time away.
while he is away I am mainly sitting but I need to keep moving gently.
I dare not bend. I know to bend the knees ...I taught Nurses how to lift for goodness, but the back isn't ready for any major motion yet.
That piece of equipment is just wonderful. It is amazing how much I can pick up, move, remove, and pop into the rubbish with it. I am become an expert at picking up the tiniest bit of something on the floor and am moving onto multiple items at once. See I put them into a pile and then scrape them close together and one pick up and into the rubbish.
I don't think that there is anything left anywhere that I can pick up...yes I suppose I am alone and bored. LOL.
posted by
Kabu
on April 17, 2015 at 11:58 AM
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Boredom...or what....
A couple of years ago when Wiley was so ill, I bought several medical aids for him...canes for walking other things and a pick up aid.
Not exaclty like this one but the same system and it works wonderfully.
Wiley is out at present because I am able to walk now...sort of a limp along shuffle but independence is priceless.
Wiley had a dental appointment and we need a few supplies and I think he needs some time away.
while he is away I am mainly sitting but I need to keep moving gently.
I dare not bend. I know to bend the knees ...I taught Nurses how to lift for goodness, but the back isn't ready for any major motion yet.
That piece of equipment is just wonderful. It is amazing how much I can pick up, move, remove, and pop into the rubbish with it. I am become an expert at picking up the tiniest bit of something on the floor and am moving onto multiple items at once. See I put them into a pile and then scrape them close together and one pick up and into the rubbish.
I don't think that there is anything left anywhere that I can pick up...yes I suppose I am alone and bored. LOL.
posted by
Kabu
on April 17, 2015 at 11:58 AM
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It is neat to visit places that we used to frequent when we were younger.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 13, 2015 at 11:26 AM
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Yes old times make a deep impression yours seem very happy.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 13, 2015 at 12:17 AM
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All kinds of memories for me from that one poem.
posted by
TAPS.
on March 12, 2015 at 7:23 PM
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where one felt safe and loved and was truly happy.
posted by
Kabu
on March 12, 2015 at 4:59 PM
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