08-15-2013, 06:33 PM
Peekaboo, guess who?
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Decided I'd pick something obvious so there's no doubt whatsoever.
Made my escape from the hospital today. The ride home was uneventful. The fireworks started when I got here. I got down out of the van OK and got on my crutches and started up the driveway to the house. Just then one of the rocks in the driveway decided it didn't like me and rolled under the one of the crutches and threw me off balance and over backward I went. I got a real good look at the sky. Nice and blue with a cloud here and there. I was also quite helpless! So I told the van driver to go to the house and get a wheelchair that's in there. That was the easy part. He then had to pick me up under the shoulders so I get my good leg under leg under me and get to the chair. Not an easy task for a 65 year old man to lift a 250 lb man. Once he got me to the house I could get to my mothers old power chair (Hoveround wannabe). The next adventure involved getting on and off the toilet in my fathers bathroom. There's barely enough room for the chair in there. I manged that without incident. Getting out of that hospital gown and into some real clothes was interesting to say the least. I'll have to see if something I can grab or lean against can be put in my room so I can get into my clothes without doing the first seven steps of the ballet. The 'lay down and pull' routine works for most of getting the pants on but there's that point where I have to stand and pull them up the rest of the way. It's going to take some getting used to but I'll be able to adjust to it eventually.
Decided I'd pick something obvious so there's no doubt whatsoever.
Made my escape from the hospital today. The ride home was uneventful. The fireworks started when I got here. I got down out of the van OK and got on my crutches and started up the driveway to the house. Just then one of the rocks in the driveway decided it didn't like me and rolled under the one of the crutches and threw me off balance and over backward I went. I got a real good look at the sky. Nice and blue with a cloud here and there. I was also quite helpless! So I told the van driver to go to the house and get a wheelchair that's in there. That was the easy part. He then had to pick me up under the shoulders so I get my good leg under leg under me and get to the chair. Not an easy task for a 65 year old man to lift a 250 lb man. Once he got me to the house I could get to my mothers old power chair (Hoveround wannabe). The next adventure involved getting on and off the toilet in my fathers bathroom. There's barely enough room for the chair in there. I manged that without incident. Getting out of that hospital gown and into some real clothes was interesting to say the least. I'll have to see if something I can grab or lean against can be put in my room so I can get into my clothes without doing the first seven steps of the ballet. The 'lay down and pull' routine works for most of getting the pants on but there's that point where I have to stand and pull them up the rest of the way. It's going to take some getting used to but I'll be able to adjust to it eventually.
15 year veteran fire fighter
Collector of Apple //e's
Beatus homo qui invenit sapientiam
Collector of Apple //e's
Beatus homo qui invenit sapientiam