11. The Wheelchair Ramp
With the new equipment at home, we were better prepared for Mother's
physical needs. Taking her out of the house was a problem, though. The
procedure was to wheel Mother close to the front door, hoist her from
the wheelchair, and assist her in walking to and getting into the car.
Then we'd fold up the wheelchair, carry it to the car, and put it in the
trunk. Unfortunately, the wheelchair covered by Medicare wasn't the
latest or lightest model. We later got a spare, more lightweight
wheelchair through the local ambulance corps (which lends out
wheelchairs, walkers, and canes donated to it) and that simplified
|"Dad decided to have a wheelchair ramp built by a local carpenter"|
Things became much easier when Dad decided to have a wheelchair ramp
built by a local carpenter. Springtime was coming and Dad wanted Mother
to be able to spend time outdoors so she could enjoy the warmer weather.
One thing we hadn't counted on was how long the ramp had to be. In
order to ascend the five feet or so from ground level to the front door
at a reasonable angle, we ended up with a large structure that covered a
lot of the front lawn. Nevertheless, it was worth it. Mother could go
out and enjoy the weather and it was easier to take her to the doctor.
It became even easier when we started using the town's wheelchair van to
take Mother to the doctor.