Like when you hit a bump in the parking lot and your sister's transport wheelchair sends her airborne. Or you are going down those steep curb ramps and she slides out. Neck on the back strap, ass on the very edge of the seat, legs and feet straight out. She looked like a large surfboard. I was laughing so hard I could barely get her into the car, and grateful for my panty liner! We've had so many close calls when I am driving those chairs. At least the transport doesn't have the hand brakes like others we've used, which stop you on a dime while the patient lunges forward. The transport's tiny wheels do not make for easy maneuvering. The slob standing outside three feet away and watched me struggle to open two glass doors while pulling the chair over the threshold almost lost a grape. The two women that would not even move out of the way while gossiping between the two doors, let alone offer assistance, got bumped by the chair pretty hard. Did I say excuse me? No, I said "I'm sorry I bumped your arm, I meant to run over your foot".
Stitches were not removed because of the bloating, afraid the incision will open. Carole is 19# heavier than two weeks ago, all fluid.
These two cuties will no longer be living here. The big girl angel is over a pound and a foot tall and if I find a box big enough, will figure postage if anyone wants to rehome her.
Always loved her but it's time to move on.
Next week starts with tests and doc appt on Tuesday, surgery and an all day stay at the hospital Wednesday, back for more tests on Thursday, doc appt on Friday. Then I will have one week left of summer and hopefully her recovery will speed up.
Enjoy the weekend. Back with winner tomorrow.
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Carole was laughing, too...I hope...during the surf board impression incident. I could tell you story upon story of the ignorant...un-helpful public. Annie rides in her "buggy" when we are out in the world. Years ago she pulled a hamstring and cannot walk long distances. It makes life easier for all three of us. But...I have come close to punching people who stand and watch me struggle to get her inside a shop or market that is without an automatic door. The worst ones just stare like it's a show! My husband is stronger than I am and he can maneuver her anywhere. But momma...she usually uses some colorful words when it's just Annie and I. And, in fairness, there are people who will run across a parking lot to help. It's a jungle out there. Glad Carole is home.
Robyn
I'd have bumped those women to Bolivia. Hoping all will be well for surgery -- still praying.
It always amazes me how rude people can be! I do wish you had been able to run over her foot!
My Mom fell getting off of Greyhound bus years ago........do you think anyone would help her up........NO.....just looked at her as if she was drunk.
Know that you're in my thoughts and prayers..Carole is too.
Love your angels but I'm over run with dolls......hate to part with any of them.
Hugs,
Charlotte in Va.
I would love to have the big girl. Email me with postage and I will send it to you. hugs Jasmine_Ms.Button@hotmail.com
Speaking of difficult maneuvering...take care,as
I did damage to rotator cuff forcing a turn with
handling an arrogant walker....You are a marvel
in all you do, Marly…. Continued prayers for
Carole's recovery and your peace...
Good luck for the week ahead. Prayers that all goes well.
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