Today I went home with the Occupational Therapist and the Physio student (final days of a 4 year degree) Cameron.
First thing was getting into the car. Car seat pushed back as far as possible. Lower bum onto seat taking care not to bend operated leg too much. Swing around. Very laid back. Reverse procedure getting out. First time out of here in 2 weeks - out into the big wide world.
Up the 36 steps. Right leg to heaven each time - pulling up my left - like I did before op. Can do but a bit tired by 36 step.
Coming down its stick/left leg, followed by right leg, and so on.
Inside the unit, the bath poses a problem. There is not enough space to put the contraption down. But I can climb in if I kick my feet back towards my bum, rather than lifting my knee up. I will ask Tony the Landlord if hes able to put some bars in to help steady myself.
I can see that feeding the cat is challenging. I will need to keep the food up high and not put her food on ground level. Some new challenges. Will also use a pickupstick for the litter tray but will need help changing litter tray.
The raised toilet seat will need to come from a seat on a seat, as a pipe would block the positioning of a frame.
The couch is too low and could pose a stability problem if 15cm chocks were put underneath. Yet this is my comfort spot and the place I would prefer to spend the bulk of my time. Still to work out. Otherwise Gabis big bulky chair but it will be an ugly space invader, altho it gets all the ticks from physio.
The bed will go onto 10cm chocks. That should be ok.
Gosh how would it have been if I just went home straight from hospital? Id hardly know this stuff.
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