Saturday, October 22, 2022

It should have worked

 Whenever I pull up my pants while in the lift, things get smooshed and ill-arranged if I need to use a urinal in a hurry.

This happened with the manual lift, too, but it was only a few days ago that I had a solution.

I only wish it worked.

I hypothesized that I could remove the leg brackets  from around my legs when I was ready to get off the toilet.

Then I could use the lift to raise me into a standing position, pull up my pants, sit back down, reaffix the leg brackets and transfer to my chair unsmooshed.

My trial run with Mom pulling up my pants was great.

Me doing it all? Not so much.

Mom was here but not helping. 

The first problem? The lift kept my arms from reaching my pants. I kept having to sit down and pull them up a little higher.

The real problem was my arms also couldn’t reach the lift remote.

 At least not well.

I finally got it and raised myself but then I needed to sit back down. I pressed the wrong button, however, raising myself onto my tiptoes, then totally in the air.

It was really hard not to laugh.

Mom stepped in then.

I think i need another solution.

Sunday, October 16, 2022

Good but

 After I used the lift today to use the toilet, I said to myself something like, “one down.”

I do this a lot. “One successful bipap night.”

It’s like I am counting toward something. Like once I hit  50, I get a pony.

Or maybe I’m counting down to something? As if I don’t know that I’m going to sing a lift and bipap till I die. I regret using neither, but to pretend either is easy would be a lie. 

Saturday, October 8, 2022

I’m a big boy

I’ve actually been going to the toilet by myself these days. 

Pretty cool.

Using the lift is challenging but not too hard, and now  I have a theme park in my room!


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