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Knee fun times
Oct. 27th, 2013 10:11 pmSo mostly during the day I am seated (because wheelchair) so my knee only hurts if I jostle it.
Toileting is an exception. Toileting I stand both directions, once to get from chair to toilet and once to do the reverse. And it's stand and pivot; with assistance, but it still strains my knee some.
Changing clothes is the other big exception. Which is why I rarely change clothes if I can help it, especially pants, but I don't have a choice at night, because the only viable way to get the sling (which I use to get in and out of bed) under me is to have me stand and put the sling on the chair and sit me back down.
Which makes nighttime prep so much fun, because there's the toilet transfers followed immediately by the standing for sling.
...I got through the toilet part and was ready for the other and something in me went "nope. Not gonna happen. No way." I just could. not. bring myself to even try standing.
Welp.
I am crazy (and desperate) enough to try a wacky multi-sling hack, which will probably not be comfortable but right now anything is better than trying to stand. ;_;
(going to doctor; don't have an appointment time yet but have a request in and will call them tomorrow. there isn't a whole lot he can probably do, aside from better drugs, but this is just. Not working.)
ETA the sling hack (not using them quite as designed, but in a way that halfway works for my situation) did what I needed it to. Am in bed now, without having to stand again.
Now if I can just shut up the part of my jerkbrain that is insisting all this is somehow a moral failing on my part...
Toileting is an exception. Toileting I stand both directions, once to get from chair to toilet and once to do the reverse. And it's stand and pivot; with assistance, but it still strains my knee some.
Changing clothes is the other big exception. Which is why I rarely change clothes if I can help it, especially pants, but I don't have a choice at night, because the only viable way to get the sling (which I use to get in and out of bed) under me is to have me stand and put the sling on the chair and sit me back down.
Which makes nighttime prep so much fun, because there's the toilet transfers followed immediately by the standing for sling.
...I got through the toilet part and was ready for the other and something in me went "nope. Not gonna happen. No way." I just could. not. bring myself to even try standing.
Welp.
I am crazy (and desperate) enough to try a wacky multi-sling hack, which will probably not be comfortable but right now anything is better than trying to stand. ;_;
(going to doctor; don't have an appointment time yet but have a request in and will call them tomorrow. there isn't a whole lot he can probably do, aside from better drugs, but this is just. Not working.)
ETA the sling hack (not using them quite as designed, but in a way that halfway works for my situation) did what I needed it to. Am in bed now, without having to stand again.
Now if I can just shut up the part of my jerkbrain that is insisting all this is somehow a moral failing on my part...