Nothing much new here, but I fell (again) last week. Diane was about to go out the front door and when she came back in the door started to open my itself and Tucker tried to escape. I lunged at the door and fell against it. My knee was messed up and my hands were bruised. The biggest problem was geting me back to my feet. But, with Diane’s help I got up. It wasn’t my first fall, but I am more unstable now when I walk.
I am now wearing wrist supports to keep my increasingly limp wrists from flopping.
So, I am soon to be imprisoned in a wheelchair while wearing these ‘fashionable’ wrist braces on each hand and speaking almost unintelligibly.










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