My outing went well, though didn’t entirely follow the script. Plan was, H drives us to nearby posh furniture shop, we walk up stairs, visit their cafe and either walk down stairs or take lift. All so I can practise stairs.
First part went to plan. Lovely wide easy stairs. But then H suggested I try out one of the chairs on display upstairs. That of course signalled a salesperson to swoop. Before I knew it I was trying out recliners. I don’t think I even knew what a recliner was before discovering Bonesmart, but after reading on here how some folk even sleep in one, I was receptive. The lady was very helpful, but the price -eek! - plus where it would fit, the colour, which one... and finally the 12 weeks to wait for delivery, ended in no sale. I did learn something useful, though probably already well known to Bonesmarties, that if you get the motorised model, a THR qualifies it as a disability aid and you get the VAT off, which covers cost of motor.
Next part also to plan, in fact better, as the cafe actually served meals, not just coffee and cake as I expected, and by now it was lunch time. Strangely there was no liver on the menu, so I had to make do with goulash. Delicious! As was the garlic bread on the side.
Now we were off script again, because my hands, and therefore crutches, were too greasy from garlic butter to make me feel safe about taking stairs down, and the toilets were downstairs. Memo to self, carry wipes! So we took the lift and I had a wash. Now we could have taken the lift back up, but then we spotted a chair on the ground floor level that looked just right. So I tried it and it wasn’t quite right. But now we had another salesperson and I ended up trying about 20 different chairs. It was all very informative, apparently a chair has to fit you like clothing, and this fellow was very good at picking out what would fit me. Trouble was I always preferred the look of the ones that didn’t fit. Just like clothing in fact!
By the end of all that manoeuvring round the store and getting in and out of chairs I was exhausted, so we never did do the stairs down. But there were quite a few ramps and pairs of steps to negotiate even staying on the ground floor, so it was a good workout.
Trouble is, we were planning to make the cafe a regular destination for my stair training, particularly as the store is within walking distance once I build up to it. But how can I face those helpful sales people again?