Yesterday
was an occupational therapy today in fact not only was an
occupational therapy day it was a home visit meaning my therapist
actually comes to my home and works with me at the house. On the
situation my therapist actually works on my house. I kind of
understand what this means as far as "occupational therapy"
but still kind of weird. Yesterday, the action brought materials to
help make a small ramp going from the hallway to the bathroom. When
we built this bathroom we remodeled one of the existing bedrooms to
make a roll in shower and stuff. We laid tile over the wood floors
that had comprise the rooms. This gave about half inch rise which
always blocked the wheels of either my chair are the left and
actually people could stubbed their toes that the good watch out.
There's actually another small ramp that seems to be decaying that he
wants to make a similar ramp going from the bedroom to the bathroom.
So, my OT gets to do all this work to my living situation that's
great but I just sit around and I don't do anything. So this is
occupational therapy I guess – – just not the way I understand it
or have understood it over the years.
He
had extra goop, when he finished the inside work, so in order to use
this goop he built a very small ramp off the big ramp going to my
house. It just made sense why throw away good group? I guess I was
kind of miffed by solace happening, had not been consulted. I guess I
was kind of miffed because when I saw was a project is going take a
day or so it's not longer for the thing to cure. This means
essentially locked in the house over that period of time. Casey, the
OT, is a great guy who really likes to go the extra mile. Luckily, I
saw where I was headed and stopped my comments hopefully before
anyone was offended. I don't know had I been consulted would it have
changed the outcome, probably not. I was served “sure” it's not
like I had 1 million places to go yesterday.
So
all day I've been trapped in the house well not in the house per se,
on the ramp waiting for the work to cure. Directions say you have to
wait 24 to 48 hours. I almost roll down the ramp at three but decided
to give it another 12 hours at least. The temperature is in the 90s
today plus the wind blew all day so I think that would assist in the
curing process.I dutifully stayed off the work, I had some things
inside I did, and then just read a novel out on the ramp. It's funny
you really don't miss something until you can't do it that seems so
cliché but it's so true.
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