Thursday, October 26, 2006

October 26, 2006

The dentist’s office was accessible, but a tight squeeze for the wheelchair. I had to climb onto the rear of the dentist’s chair to help Gary with his transfers. They were pretty easy transfers, however, since the dentist’s chair adjusted in height. The hard part was getting his wheelchair cushion under him in the dentist’s chair – Gary depressed on the arms of the dentist’s chair while me and the dental technician pushed and pulled the cushion under him.

Gary had no cavities.

Later in the day, I noticed that the footplate on Gary’s new chair was too low – his feet barely touched it. To adjust the plate I had to get on the floor and use an Allen wrench (who is Allen?) on screws on the back of these little holders that were on the bars holding the footplate – naturally they would put the screws in back where I couldn’t see them. I kept trying to loosen the screws a little at a time, but I couldn’t budge the plate, so I finally unscrewed them all the way and some unknown pieces went flying across the floor as the holders slid down the bar. I had no idea where those pieces were supposed to go. I still had to put a lot of effort into tugging the footplate into position, and then I had the problem of figuring out where to put the mystery pieces. Finally, after a lot of swearing, I figured out a likely place for them. I then hoped that was where they went as I tightened the screws back in, and it seems to have been so. At least, Gary’s footplate hasn’t dropped off, indicating I was wrong. At least, it hasn’t dropped off *yet*.

Gary and I watched our first bit of t.v.(while Gary was soaking his foot) – twenty minutes of The Brooke Ellison Story, directed by Christopher Reeve, about a girl who becomes a quadriplegic after an accident – Gary chose the movie. I understand the story is supposed to be inspirational, but I tell you, I could hardly stand to watch the first twenty minutes which covers her accident and the first six weeks she was in the hospital (she was in a coma for a while). Brought back sharp memories of Gary in ICU.

It has been brought to my attention that Joe, not Dolores, was the one who suggested the locking cat door. Blackjack said he is too old to be climbing trees to get away from stray dogs.

If you *really* and *truly* like to be scared, below is a Halloween link, sent to Gary by his brother Bob. I don’t want my mom or Gary’s mom or anyone that doesn’t have a strong heart to follow the link, however. I mean it, so don’t get mad at me if you go to that website and don’t like the consequences. Here is the email being sent around that pertains to the link:

Subject: Two Almost Identical Photos
Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2006 21:06:41 -0600

Check this out. See if you can get it. If you can, you're a genius like
me. There are two pictures almost identical to each other; you have to
find three differences.
If you can find three differences, then you are part of an elite group
of individuals.

This has been tested on 1000 people, and only 10% could find the three
differences.
All three differences exist. Try it!! (Hint: Look at the town ) Two
almost identical pictures
http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/Zoeken.swf

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