Lift Assist

I suppose it is time I update on Bruce's shenanigans.

   As you are probably aware Bruce is doing most of his driving by himself now. He usually goes to therapy and returns promptly home. Alas, he made a side trip to the dry cleaners and while transferring he fell forward out of his wheelchair. The nice lady in the shop saw him and came out. She said she knew what to do to help him as her mom falls all the time. She called 911 and requested "lift assist". Two very nice young men arrived and lifted Bruce while crouched in the van to his chair. Bruce then drove home and did not tell us what happened until that evening while we dressed him for bed and saw a bruise and scratches on his white backside. He then said, 'I wasn't going to tell you because I didn't want you to worry." 

  Knot head, the OT said he was lucky it wasn't worse. The PTs said now you know and can be prepared for it. So when he is exhausted after therapy he waits 10 min for recovery before driving straight home.

   New tile - no more diapers! Huzzah! That really delights me, only have had one wet incident since then. Who knew how wonderful this day would be!

   I am working on costumes for YCC, Youth Cultural Celebration for the Meridian Temple dedication. I only have three more dresses to sew. Friends are sewing bow ties and I only need one more tux, size 36 which we hope to find in Boise this week. The wards have come up with sewers and some of the 103 dresses are amazing! 

Such team work!

  Now it is my turn to fall. After returning from a morning practice in Baker I had to race to get Bruce to a 2:30pm afternoon meeting. I had left my purse in the van and wanted to retrieve it before Bruce backed in. I banged my pumpkin head on the side of the van so hard I fell backwards onto the ramp damaging my pride and landing on my well padded derrière. (That's French for behind) it knocked the breathe out of me and immediately the tears came. I got Bruce in the van and headed to the church wondering if I had a concussion. Upon returning home, I self medicated with a bowl of ice cream, maybe two bowls and some pecans. My friends said my eyes weren't dilated. No nausea, just wounded pride. Sheila says slow down. 

   We did get the fence replaced. Who needs bamboo screens now? And the ramp painted. 

Some YMare coming on Saturday to hack off the blackberries, take the netting off the blueberry cover, rack leaves and lop off a branch or two of an intruding maple tree. 

  Bruce will be very pleased his back yard is shaping up.

  We want to plant a peach tree in the spring and the grape arbor will be built too.