Tuesday, October 19, 2021

Power Restored...

 With both electricity and internet out, it has been a quiet morning here. Currently a balmy 72 degrees, it promises to warm up which is unfortunate. Natives to the north are enjoying sixties and sunshine while the rest of us continue to sweat. Happily, I had a hot breakfast about 7 AM and was washing up when the outage happened and had not anything in the washer or on the hob.

 The household laundry was all done yesterday so I had the small luxury of clean sheets and coverlet. Groceries came speedily last evening but I guess I will have to change the instructions and explicitly tell the delivery person to place the bags on the concrete to the side of the ramp. It is apparently insufficient to tell them to put the bags beside rather than on the ramp. Last night all were placed in a neat line at the bottom of the ramp rather than at the side. This meant that I had to open the door part way and back up into the hall with each bag so as to avoid hitting the groceries and possibly tearing the paper. All ended well.

The phone call to the vendor for a service appointment was less than satisfactory. Apparently they need to order parts and the representative is supposed to give me a write up, date unspecified and no appointment as yet with a technician. It has been three years since it was serviced. I asked about a new chair and this set off a whole barrage of questions and the whole "You need a prescription and a meeting with a seating specialist" BS that I have neither the time nor any desire to deal with. Especially since it would involve public transport which is unreliable at best and going into a hospital. Since my insurance did not cover this chair then or now, and we have nasty breakthrough infections from COVID still killing people, I will either wait or find another way to get what I need in the future. The systems in place to meet these needs are ridiculously cumbersome, particularly if there is no change of diagnoses or change of need and no letter of medical necessity is needed because it isn't covered and there is already one on file from my purchase in 2009.

Lukas is doing his best but truly doesn't understand my glee at his deposits in the litter box. His vet is unworried as long as he follows a regular pattern in going and continues to eat and drink and take his meds. 

On the lighter side of things, I've discovered an author who wrote a trilogy of historical fiction based on the life of a ten times great grandmother of mine and an eight times great grandmother of hers. I am midway through the first book and thus far, completely captivated.

What has your interest today?








10 comments:

Elephant's Child said...

Your reading discoveries sound WONDERFUL.
A big, big sigh at the hoops they are trying to make you jump through to get a functioning chair though.
And thanks for the Lukas update.

Ms. Moon said...

What a mess of complications about your chair! That is so unfair.
But how very interesting about that series of books!

Boud said...
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Joanne Noragon said...

The series of novels must be fascinating. My kind of reading.
Is that railroad crossing near your house?

jenny_o said...

How intriguing about those books!

It gets tiresome dealing with service people who don't know their stuff. Is it possible to call them again in an attempt to speak to someone else, perhaps one rung higher on the ladder?

Good to hear that Lukas is doing okay. Scritches to him from me, please :)

e said...

Hello, it seems I cannot post individual comments so I will address them here.

Boud: Wheelchairs vary in size, features and customization and much depends on the needs, age, and capacities of the user. Most people change their chairs every three to five years because parts wear out, needs and capacitie4s can change with time and people may have more than one chair depending on need or activity. The process for getting a new chair involves measuring, assessment of use and activities, physical capacity, daily usage, environment, needs etc. Chairs cost several thousand dollars and are not the crappy fold up push chairs commonly used in hospitals to wheel people about. Mine is a lightweight titanium frame with a back which folds down and tires which easily pop off for transport in a vehicle such as a car or van and the frame weighs less than 12 pounds. I have had the back adjusted, and have a bare bones je as light as I can get it frame so I don't have a lot of extra weight to haul around other than my own. This chair handles well in tight spaces making it comfortable for use inside my small apartment.

Mary, Joanne and EC: The level of research and the fact that the author tells you in her post story notes what is fictional and what isn't is interesting as well and gives a good idea of life in New England in the 1630s. The photo is from a long ago trip to another city.

Steve Reed said...

Oh, interesting! Who's the author?

Wisewebwoman said...

Boy those challenges with a wheelchair are incomprehensible and downright cruel. I've had challenging issues when I was virtually immobilized but nothing like yours. But was very aware and angry at how inaccessible most clinics in the hospital were without an attendant which I was lucky to have in the shape of family/friends risking The Plague to ferry me in my wheelchair and then wait and wait for my procedures to be over.

Today, I am fairly back on my feet, the Miracle Woman, and meeting with the bank to open an account for SOS, Support our Seniors, the group I founded and is now actionable again Post Plague(ish) with a strategy meeting planned afterwards.

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37paddington said...

Fascinating literary discovery! What are the titles of the books and the author's name? And how did you discover them? I do hope you are able to get the wheelchair issues sorted without too much more trouble.

Secret Agent Woman said...

Ah, that's very cool about the books!

I have to admit, I don't mind one bit when it stays warmer than it should.