September 25, 2006

Today’s big adventure was a trip partway down our steep driveway, farther than before. I held lightly onto the handles of Gary’s wheelchair, prepared to grip them if needed. It wasn’t, for the distance he went. He said it was hard, though – he needed to lean way back in the chair to keep his balance, and he had to grip the wheels constantly so as not to go too fast. (Supposedly when he gets good at wheelies, it would be best for him to go down that steep incline in a wheelie – he’s pretty far away from being ready to try that!) Going up the drive was also a challenge – the hardest part, he said, was at the beginning, getting started from a dead stop. We went up and down twice.

Some guard cats we have. I heard a strange noise this evening while doing the routine with Gary. I went out to the family room, and there in the hallway was a strange cat eating out of our cats’ food bowls (the noise I’d heard was the bell around its neck tinkling). Our cats just sat on the futon watching it. It ran off at my approach, however.