So, there I was in bed, about 0558. I usually arise 0600-ish.
And my insides strongly suggested we visit the bathroom , loo, necessary, the throne, the ‘fresher’.
So, I bolted out of bed ( as quickly as a crippled 64-year-old can!)
And I made it! (Well almost…)
Fortunately, I was able to hit the raised toilet seat.
Unfortunately, I slipped whilst trying to sit!
And, in trying to re-position myself, again slipped!
And found myself almost reclining, with not enough arm strength to maneuver.
And one leg to try to use (the right leg being fairly useless – fused hip and all)
After about 10 minutes or so of wasting my time, (I asked Judy to get my left shoe, and put it on my left foot-obtaining possible traction. Not enough.
I wrapped again on her door, to call the fire department, to pick me up.
(What joy f0r them, a scantily dressed man, somewhat ‘soiled’, in need of elevation)
In about seven minutes, they arrived, picked me up, made certain I could stand and was ambulatory. And left!
No medical check or questions!
Did they ask if anything was injured or broken? Heart attack? They didn’t even check my pulse!
There main concern was getting me into the shower…
AND, they left.
I showered, dressed, checked in with Judy, and began my day. Late!
(Don’t get me wrong! I am GLAD they were here to help. Just wish they were more concerned anout my health.)