An occupational therapist showed up here this afternoon, to make arrangements for installing a rail at the front door to the house. I should explain, there are two steps up to the front door, and there's a handrail on one side. When I first got out of hospital, I was still a bit uneasy going up and down stairs, and felt that the rail stopped a little short, and maybe could do with being extended further at the top of the steps. That was four months ago. And today they finally get around to doing something about it. Phew, just in the nick of time, eh?
Suffice to say that I'm now a lot more confident on crutches and stairs* and the problem with the handrail is no longer a problem. So that was a wasted visit. Ho hum.
*But still using crutches. Bastard.
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