Last Wednesday Pat hurt her knee. How, she didn't know. But she could barely walk even with the walker. It was a rough couple of days. Thursday, I finally figured out the how. She got stuck on the toilet and I had to help her get off. It was the way she was twisting herself to hold on to the vanity to get up and down. A trip to the pharmacy solved that problem. A toilet riser. Sharon has the one mom used. It's much higher. Maybe 6 inches. But this one is a good height for her. Of course now I have to go upstairs to use the toilet. Why? Because I exceed the weight limit for the riser. It's probably a good thing.
Friday I planned to walk. It was cool in the morning so I pearled a pair of Converse for my nieces wedding. It ended up taking three hours to do the first shoe and 1.5 hours to do the second. I had the door and the window open and I still had a headache from the fumes of the glue!
She was getting married in October but has moved it to July 4. In a way, eloping. The probability of having a big wedding in October is slim with C19, so they are just cutting all the crap and getting married on the Hoover Mason Trestle. The theme is over-the-top red, white and blue. It's gonna look like a Trump rally with 10 people.
Saturday I did paid caretaking so I didn't get a walk in. But I earned money, which is a good thing. I'm going to do the same thing this week.
Sunday I did a little walking on the north side, but not enough to talk about. I did run into Comenius speaking his mind during these difficult times. J.A.C. is a wise man.
Yesterday I did a small walk with Pam. She is still recovering from her surgery, so we walked at Cedar Beach Park and the Rose Garden. We did do the full loop from the pavilions and back. I checked the comfort stations. they were locked.
When we reached the Rose Garden we took the path up. It was a symphony of color. We lifted our masks and took time to smell the roses. If she is up to it tomorrow we will do the Greenway. Maybe next week we'll try non-paved surfaces.
Today I went with Bonnie up to Schmidt's Berry Farm to pick strawberries. It was hard picking. We only got 4 pounds of small to very small ones in about an hour. They were pretty cleaned out from the weekend.
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