I was in my office today with a hand therapy outpatient, when Granny walked past my door with R. tied on her back. I wasn't expecting to see them, but they were here for a check up with the pediatrician, and thought they'd stop in just to say hello.
You will remember that we are modifying a wheelchair for R. because Granny can barely carry her anymore. Well, we are still waiting for bike tires . . . and I'm going to have to do something about the foot rest . . . and get her a cushion for the seat . . . and make a chest strap to make sure she doesn't pop out as they 'offroading' to get home, but it's just about there! Not too shabby for my first effort (okay, so I can't take ALL the credit . . . M. is a carpenter and welder and plumber and sort of Jack-of-all-trades . . . well, here that'd be Abdu-of-all-trades . . . he actually did all the work . . . I just sort of consulted on the project).
Needless to say Granny is thankful. We'll see how the ultimate final product comes out, once we get the last details . . . hopefully it will be ready for her next appointment in two weeks.