. I fear falling and no one will be there to help pick me up! This
is what I must come to term with.
This happened to me on February 29, 2008 at 9:45 am and November 14,
2005 at 3:04 a.m.
In 2005, I lost the ability to walk as I returned from the bathroom.
I crawled into my bedroom, pulled on clothes
called the cat lady so that she could open the front door then
called 911 ( I didn't want them to break down the front door as I
live alone).
On the 29th in my new bathroom and newly returned-to home, my char
slid away from me as I attempted
to move off my commode. God help me I said as I slid to the floor.
Workmen were right by the window
and I yelled for them to come back later....
I can't even crawl and so slid a pad under me and
back-rowed/slid myself into my bedroom, rolling on the floor, dressed
myself, called 911 to put me back in the chair.
It was the perfect storm of undone stuff, the workmen were there to
put in my phone line (That they had removed and forgotten about) so i
could use my button and i was expecting some rubbermaid mats to keep
the chair from sliding.....
So you can survive falling alone.
I would prefer to have companionship, but as I was living happily
alone before TM I hope to get back to independence once again.
Akua
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