We used FCD’s motorcycle ramp over the two steps from the kitchen to the garage so we could wheel MIL’s wheelchair out. They’re aluminum and a tad noisy, but an old carpet helped that. Higgs refused to go down or up the ramp for weeks. If she came in thru the basement door, she’s get as close as she could to the kitchen door, jump up on the ramp, and run in the house. Then all of a sudden, she was OK - she’ll now go up and down without hesitation. Face it, dogs is weird!
MIL does this - I’ve never used a walker but I don’t see that one needs to hunch over. Maybe I’m missing something. Honestly, it looks painful to walk like that. OK, technically, hers is a rollator, because she does often need to sit enroute, but still, it looks like she should be able to stand straighter and use the handles for stability. I’d give it a try myself to see, but she’s so short, I would have to hunch down to reach. I guess I’ll find out if I get to that stage myself.
Woke around 4:30, thanks to my bladder, and had a terrible time falling back to sleep because someone was snoring like a rusty buzzsaw! When I was finally able to jostle him into a different position, he got quieter and I fell back to sleep till almost 7. When I see the neurologist next week, I’m going to ask about halving my night dose - I’ve been waking with a bit of a hangover. The daytime meds are less potent - at least they’re not making me dopey.
I think when SIL drops off Roxy tomorrow morning, I’m going to ask him to drive my car around the block a couple of times. It’s been sitting for more than a week and I don’t think that’s good. I could probably manage a couple of turns without any problems, but just in case…
I’ll do a quick load of laundry today so MIL and FCD will have all clean clothes to choose before they pack. I also promised to cut off and hem a couple of his jeans that have tears in the knees - despite current fashion, neither of us find torn jeans acceptable. Not sure what else will come up, but you know something will.
Happy Moanday!!