So in this post, I said that the OT was providing me with many yummy things.
In the past week, two of these have come in. One is my walker, which looks an awful lot like this.
Walking is painful and energy consuming for me, so I don't choose to do it often. However, I sometimes get the urge. I put on more weight than I was comfortable with when I broke my foot in December, and this metal monster is helping me get active and hopefully get some of it back off. I still have to be really careful and not push myself, because foot is heading for surgery soon and still has some pretty major wonky structure, but it's something!
However, today the thing that I was perhaps the most excited about showed up: My bath lift.
Seriously, where have these things been all my life? They even sell them on Amazon! See?
Minivator Bath Bliss 311 Lift
However, mine is not sold on Amazon, and is called the Aquatec Orca. Had my first bath in it tonight and it was *bliss*- Sheer bliss.
Now, to get some new wheels under my butt, once the walker has made it a bit smaller, and I'll be set for more awesomeness.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Things I Never Thought I'd Say
....while browsing a cousin's FB pics.
"There's my [bio] Father, traumatizing some random baby [on Facebook]. No, I don't know whose."
"There's my [bio] Father, traumatizing some random baby [on Facebook]. No, I don't know whose."
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Two Posts in a Day! But I had to share this cake...
In reference to the video in my last post, Lady went out after a dreary start to the day and purchased:
Okay, so it's 5 30 AM and I can't sleep.
I know there are serious things going on for many of you, so consider this little infusion of cute on me:
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Family Funnies
So I was in the line at a very famous "mart" today with my Mom. I had borrowed one of their courtesy chairs so I was below Mom as we waited.
Suddenly, in a tone of horror, she demanded, "Is that *something in your hair*?"
"Yes, Mom." I said, very quietly. "Grey."
Suddenly, in a tone of horror, she demanded, "Is that *something in your hair*?"
"Yes, Mom." I said, very quietly. "Grey."
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