Woot! Finally after a mostly painful 5 weeks, I remember we saved my son’s old wheelchair in the garage. Since I’m still wearing that giant, clunky, dreadful boot for at least a few more weeks for the broken toe issue, I’m trying out using the chair a few times a day. #Wheelchair
It’s very awkward since it’s hard to get in and out of the chair because the foot rest is in the way. Also learned I have to set both locks when trying to stand from sitting. Learned how painful to pinch your fingers pinned against the wall as you failed to gauge the route and angle as you turn a narrow corner. And I’m reminded again just how essential doors need to be 32” or wider including clear opening width.
I still have to limit trips around the house because standing from sitting puts a lot of pressure on my hurt foot. But at least for the first time in weeks I can get to the fridge to get myself something to eat. I’m losing weight because I can’t move around well enough to do most cooking—too much moving around getting cookware in/out and ingredients. (Son helps but only occasionally, so I’ve eaten a lot of pretzels and cookies.) gripe gripe gripe, right?