Just got David in bed after a LONG and really fun day.
The new assistant started today and he and David have become fast friends. Our friend (and nurse extraordinaire) Marge recommended this gentleman (Ken) and he is well trained, professional, and exactly what both David and I BOTH need. David had his breakfast and start of the day activities by the time Ken arrived at 10.
I got them started and then I went back to work for a while. It was a pleasure to know that David was dressed, shaved, and up in his chair later in the morning and all the while I was finally making some progress on getting caught up on work. Later in the day Ken and David worked on David’s PT ‘homework’ while I was on the phone with the insurance company (don’t ask) and getting some Clementines paperwork done. In the afternoon I has a few hours in town by myself to get my glasses finally fixed (three months after my cataract surgery I finally have that second lens back in my glasses with the corrected reading lens!) and got David’s glasses fixed at the same time. A stop at the drug store, Whole Foods and back home again just in time for Ken’s departure.
David had a nap in the afternoon for an hour or so but he and Ken had just finished the second set of PT exercises and other important activities (if you know what I mean) in preparation for David and I to have a planned visit to Costco and out to dinner.
It was 6 by the time we got to Costco, and we had a wonderful 90 minutes shopping every aisle. Needless to say the fridge is now full of stuff that we will be cooking and eating for the next week. Going to Costco before dinner can be a very expensive proposition, luckily we could only push ONE cart! David is planning to make a beef stew tomorrow to last a few days (read this as David will direct and Drew will do the cooking and cleaning). That’s okay, it really is a pleasure to have him so active and involved in everything.
After Costco, with the car loaded up (didn’t think about the wheelchair being in the trunk since normally we can fit an entire cart in the trunk alone, but I moved some stuff around and we made it fit) we headed over to Lopez in Monterey for Mexican food. It was great, as always, and David ordered a HUGE meal with no help at all from me (you can cut all that stuff with a fork), and ate every morsel (well, there was a little bit to take home). Any prior concern about his appetite is now gone, completely. It was a GREAT experience and about 4 hours out and about with 6 transfers with everything going to plan.
Getting home was uneventful, except that the restaurant has no parking so we parked on the street and getting David in and out of the car meant moving the car to a flat driveway and doing the transfer, then parking (or retrieving) the car. Gives one a truly new perspective on blue parking when it’s you needing the extra space to load and unload the wheelchair.
Just a quick editorial. It gave me pleasure in some odd way yesterday when a neighboring car to the parking space chose to park 1/2 into the crosshatch area that I need to get David’s wheelchair next to the car. There was enough room remaining, but barely. The result though was that she had to wait 10 minutes to get back into her car while I transferred David back to the car (it is a multi step process that takes about that much time, really; but especially when you are taking care to meticulously follow the therapists instructions and process, stopping to reconfirm each step and position). I could see she was fuming but had she parked in her space correctly she would have had room to get back into her car. It was a very strange feeling for really no reason at all and I felt oddly OLD and CROTCHETY at the same time. Clearly some age related gene is kicking in that is really not that pleasant, except this time.
Tomorrow is another day and PT is starting again for David. More then.
Drew