Brutal
This wind is brutal. The wind gets under the mail flap and lifts it just enough so it bangs. I have latched the side door of the car garage as the wind bangs it open and shut.
I was out to see Dennis by nine this morning as there was a physician’s assistant to make the rounds this morning. I left at noon and reached out via the computer when I got home. I found the answer when the message was answered. At the time Dennis is discharged from Good Samaritan, that day they will send a prescription for a shower stool for him.
I watched Dennis as he got in and out of bed. Sunday Amazon will be delivering an assist for his bed. It was the only one on Amazon’s site that had a hand hold for assistance like he has been using. It reaches 30 inches under the mattress and then there is a strap that attaches at the end of that 30 inches and then goes the rest of the way across the mattress, then travels under the bed to then attach to the backside of the assist. There is no chance of any wiggle room by the patient. The brand name had the word “King” in it. It has a lot of bells and whistles for height adjustment.
I came home with such a backache, I thought I had broken it. The extra chair in Dennis’ room should be put out to the curb as a give-a-way.
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Oh my gosh! I just had the biggest surprise that stopped in for a visit. Jeff’s wife from Alabama, x-wife, to see me. She is also going to stop in and see Dennis for a hello. Her parents own a home here and it may be time to begin deciding what to do with it. A sweet gal. A very special visit.
Well . . . my back feels better.
I think I have laundry that needs to be swapped out.
With that I will take my leave. ♥