Adapt or Bust

We’ve only got one more room in our home that needs handicap adapting. Over the past almost-four years, Husband has tried to make the place as MS resistant as possible.

At first, it was simple things like getting suction-cup grab bars in the tub. Then the remodel morphed into installing a low-threshold shower and then door-hinge extenders to widen doorways. I was thrilled last spring when he removed the hallway wall-to-wall carpet to access the hardwood floor underneath giving me easier traveling access to the uncarpeted rooms located off of it.

An outside wooden ramp was constructed by Husband and son-in-law to get from our second-floor kitchen door to the ground floor garage in order to access the car. Although not a house adaptation, we now have a handicap van. A tearful goodbye was said to my beloved classic 1982 Mercedes diesel. This was the cool car I buzzed around town in. I then was forced to become mature and practical. Bummer.

The newest project involves the bathroom. Did you know, short of hiring an architect, folks with disabilities can find it difficult to create a functional space for wheelchairs on their own? Most designs start from scratch, like you’d find in new-house plans. Luckily, Husband is handy with graph paper. He figured out how to convert our long, narrow bathroom to accommodate me and the hated chair.

To help with the design, I spent lots of on-line time researching cabinetry. I found only one site that had something we could use to fit the space. Unfortunately, it must have been one-of-a-kind because nowhere on the site did it offer the thing for sale. I had my hand on the phone to call the company when Bill told me he could make the thing, no problemo.

So, this new cabinet is being built in his workshop, and I am anxiously awaiting its delivery from 100 feet away and its subsequent installation into the room. I’m thinking this should be the final piece of the remodel project that was only undertaken because we really don’t want to move from this place. MS has taken so many things from me, I’ll be darned if it gets the house, too!

However, Bill’s cabinet could end up being a total flop, and he could suddenly get the idea of moving us to Fiji where we could then build a new, handicap-accessible grass hut.  Possible? Yes. Probable? No. Husband swings a mighty hammer, and I have faith in it.

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. olivia
    Dec 02, 2014 @ 09:57:52

    Your’re really lucky you have your husband. He is a godsend. Can you imagine not having one that is so handy.

    Reply

  2. Miss Jan's Words
    Dec 02, 2014 @ 11:08:16

    No, I cannot. Besides saving us $$, he wants to help me as much as he can.

    Reply

  3. william
    Dec 03, 2014 @ 03:54:50

    Thanks for the vote of confidence.

    Reply

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