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I seem to be on a roll of rants this week. I work from home full-time and do a couple of part-time jobs (we're down to one income, but don't qualify for financial support) while trying to keep an oversight on Bob's care. This means it's pretty easy to nudge my stress levels from stable to volatile, and over the top comes pretty effortlessly too - the proverbial straw for the camel's back.

The red rag to the bull today (on top of a busy, stressful period at work) was a call from the pharmacy.

They asked to speak to Bob (fortunately for them) and requested that he walk into the pharmacy next time he visits, rather than ride in on his mobility scooter - since manoeuvring is difficult in the tight shop space.

Thanks very much pharmacy...

 

 

I know you DID ask Bob if he could walk in, and I know he DID say yes... but the actual answer is no he can't (or shouldn't). Not yet anyway...

Let's step back a minute here. The main purpose of the mobility scooter is to increase Bob's independence and enable him to do things, like visit the pharmacy, without assistance from a caregiver (namely me).

Bob is not supposed to walk outside the house without someone there to catch him in case he trips or loses balance and falls. And Bob can't get on, or off, his mobility scooter without assistance yet - at least not comfortably or safely.

So while Bob CAN walk into the pharmacy - he shouldn't do it without a caregiver (that's me!) in attendance.

Bob wouldn't think to say he NEEDED to use the scooter - and would be prepared to risk a fall in order not to inconvenience me, or the pharmacy. But as a caregiver, my conscience couldn't sanction the risk of another fall (every fall has had a significant and detrimental effect on Bob's walking and progress).

It would be pretty simple if all I needed to do was to help Bob on the mobility scooter as he left and help him off again, and back into the house, once he returned - but apparently this is not an option any longer.

So thanks, pharmacy - that's one big cross against independent mobility. I guess it's back to the routine of pinching some of my very limited lunch time and taking Bob to visit you each time.

But I'm not going to do it without leaving this flea in your ear: Perhaps you many mobility impaired customers could be better (and more comfortably) catered for if you rearranged the aisles and access and considered how much independent mobility matters.

 

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