Apr 21, 2007
Oops. Gary’s gotten so independent lately I nearly forgot about him and left him in the van. After we went to Kroger, we switched positions and I did the driving to the ice cream shop, so that later Gary would be able eat his ice cream while I drove home. I’ve gotten use to him driving, and when he does, upon reaching home I just go inside and he makes his transfer from his specially built driver’s seat (which, important for the transfer, rotates) to his wheelchair and rolls out of the van and into the house. But when I drive, I have to help him with the transfers: since the passenger seat doesn’t rotate, we have to do the other kind of transfer where he slides (or hops) down (or up) the transfer board, the ends of which I place on the passenger seat and the seat of his wheelchair. Though he can make such a transfer on his own when in smaller car, he can’t do so in the van, because the angle of descent (or ascent) is too steep.
And of course there is no possibility of him making this kind of transfer if I haven’t taken the wheelchair out of the van!
Anyway, I obliviously left him and his wheelchair in the van for a while. I’m sure there was no danger of him having to stay in there long-term. I would have noticed later this evening that he wasn’t there watching a movie with me. Maybe I would have noticed even earlier, at dinnertime, that he wasn’t there.
;-)
(In case you are worried, Mom Gruenhage, it couldn't have been more than five minutes that I abandoned him – I had to bring in the groceries, after all, and I discovered him still in the van :-))
Oops. Gary’s gotten so independent lately I nearly forgot about him and left him in the van. After we went to Kroger, we switched positions and I did the driving to the ice cream shop, so that later Gary would be able eat his ice cream while I drove home. I’ve gotten use to him driving, and when he does, upon reaching home I just go inside and he makes his transfer from his specially built driver’s seat (which, important for the transfer, rotates) to his wheelchair and rolls out of the van and into the house. But when I drive, I have to help him with the transfers: since the passenger seat doesn’t rotate, we have to do the other kind of transfer where he slides (or hops) down (or up) the transfer board, the ends of which I place on the passenger seat and the seat of his wheelchair. Though he can make such a transfer on his own when in smaller car, he can’t do so in the van, because the angle of descent (or ascent) is too steep.
And of course there is no possibility of him making this kind of transfer if I haven’t taken the wheelchair out of the van!
Anyway, I obliviously left him and his wheelchair in the van for a while. I’m sure there was no danger of him having to stay in there long-term. I would have noticed later this evening that he wasn’t there watching a movie with me. Maybe I would have noticed even earlier, at dinnertime, that he wasn’t there.
;-)
(In case you are worried, Mom Gruenhage, it couldn't have been more than five minutes that I abandoned him – I had to bring in the groceries, after all, and I discovered him still in the van :-))
posted by Peg Daniels at 1:23 PM
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