When the oldies first joined us here, their health was pretty frail. He was recovering from two hip replacements and she was finishing chemotherapy. We spent a bit of time pushing wheelchairs. The father-in-law was fascinated with a motorized scooter. Big Daddy said, "Not in my house." Our goal was to complete the physical therapy and get him walking. He has moved from a wheelchair to a walker to a cane. I catch him walking without the cane and he's doing pretty darn well.
They have motorized scooters with carts at the warehouse store. Now I know why he loves to go there. The last time they went, he mowed over a couple of displays so now the mother-in-law will not let him drive one.
For people with no ability, these chairs are a Godsend. For people who need to do their physical therapy, they are a cop out.
He may spend a lot of time in bed but when he's up, he's walking.
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I did not allow scooter conversation for other reasons. Can you imagine my Real Husband toward the end with that kind of power? I gladly pushed the wheelchair.
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