Chapter 205 - Left It Too Late
"I left it too late" she said, standing on the Wii board which kept saying "I can't find you" because her tremors, although small in amplitude, prevented Wii from finding a steady measurement of her weight. So I stood on the board to trick it, then she was able to do the stepping routine. She was unable to function well enough to complete her other exercise that she does routinely when she is "on". Around 9am she was far from "on". After a little rest she asked for the treadmill, something neither of us has used in months. So she did a few minutes on it and left it breathless.
Since my medical procedure back in June neither of us has regularly used the Wii. This past week I have forced myself to do so, then I find she also applies herself. Not that I don't need it!
Last week she clutched her way around a doorway, then called for help. I gave her one hand which she fiercely held, then when I offered another, she said "No, I must hold something solid." Once away from the doorway I helped her to her walker.
At her Monday physio group she was advised that perhaps she should perhaps establish contact with a neurologist (some years since her last one retired) in case formal assistance is needed down the track. It will possibly be 6 months before she can arrange an appointment to see one.
She intermittently uses the Circulation Booster (the TENS machine for legs) when her legs ache. A few weeks ago she needed her seed pillow heated each night on going to bed, but the need has waned the last few nights.
The expensive mattress we bought for her several years ago has developed a hollow which bothers her. For a few nights a pillow was positioned beneath the mattress but she found that made her slip toward on end of the bed, so it was removed. I must retrieve her older mattress from the ceiling for her to try again. Perhaps we should just buy a new one.
She has not stitched in awhile; we have both been re-organising the sewing rooms. She has packed most of her dolls to give away. This morning after resting from the treadmill she began a small embroidery job.
Since my medical procedure back in June neither of us has regularly used the Wii. This past week I have forced myself to do so, then I find she also applies herself. Not that I don't need it!
Last week she clutched her way around a doorway, then called for help. I gave her one hand which she fiercely held, then when I offered another, she said "No, I must hold something solid." Once away from the doorway I helped her to her walker.
At her Monday physio group she was advised that perhaps she should perhaps establish contact with a neurologist (some years since her last one retired) in case formal assistance is needed down the track. It will possibly be 6 months before she can arrange an appointment to see one.
She intermittently uses the Circulation Booster (the TENS machine for legs) when her legs ache. A few weeks ago she needed her seed pillow heated each night on going to bed, but the need has waned the last few nights.
The expensive mattress we bought for her several years ago has developed a hollow which bothers her. For a few nights a pillow was positioned beneath the mattress but she found that made her slip toward on end of the bed, so it was removed. I must retrieve her older mattress from the ceiling for her to try again. Perhaps we should just buy a new one.
She has not stitched in awhile; we have both been re-organising the sewing rooms. She has packed most of her dolls to give away. This morning after resting from the treadmill she began a small embroidery job.
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