Courtney, my regular Monday aide--or Mondaide--was sick, so the agency called to say they were sending a newbie named Myra (not to be confused with the famous NurseMyra over at Gimcrack Hospital). John decided to stay home, just in case. It so happened that Myra did not have experience with ALS so John provided instruction and all went well.
Rhonda is the usual Wednesdaide, so I was surprised that afternoon when another unfamiliar face (Heather) appeared. She seemed to understand me well enough and, though she hadn’t worked with an ALS patient before, one of her clients has MS and is immobile. I was in my cozy, comfy bed and asked her to help me to the bathroom.
I was somewhat concerned when she started to move my legs without supporting my back (quickly corrected), but when transferring me to the rollator, concern changed to trepidation; my AL-ass was improperly placed and down to the floor I slid. A very trembly Heather scooped me up but my dead weight was uncooperative and we only succeeded in moving my legs under the bed. Mustering her strength, Heather hoisted me from under the arms and up I went, but my legs were still outstretched under the bed; my shin scraped hard against the frame but I couldn’t find my voice to protest.
At last, Heather sat me on the edge of the bed. By this time I was exhausted and my arms, shoulders, neck and leg hurt like hell. All I wanted to do was get back into bed. Since the greater part of me was already there, it seemed safe enough. Silly me. Before I could explain the process, she let go of my shoulders and dived for my legs. My upper body fell backward and the pain in my lower back made me gasp...or did I gasp because I was flat on my back? Either way, they were panicky gasps. When my legs were restored to the correct elevation, Heather pulled the rest of me into place...well, sort of, almost, except now I was too much at the foot of the bed. Heather’s solution: pull me up under the arms. Twice. It’s Sunday and I’m still sore.
Several calls were made, and by 6:30 regular Tuesdaide Cherry was here, restoring order. Needless to say, Heather went home.
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