Well, I felt quite tearful today. It's not pleasant going out to buy your husband a walker. Frankly it's not. I couldn't find one with dead man's handles, so I got one with two wheels and two legs and no seat, instead. You have to lift the legs at the back to move along, and so it stops if you stop. I needed the handles in case he suddenly faints ... but this will do as well. I'm sorry it doesn't have a seat, but he can wear the vacpack handbag around his shoulders (Michael put a strap on it). It's not as if he has to rest between walking from the lounge to the bedroom to the loo. Everything is pretty close. Anyway, as a fun thing I bought him a grabber as well. You can pick up your phone from across the table without having to get up.
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