Yeah I only had two steps also, but they were scarey. I was talking to my son on email one day, and I just said casually that I was going to call someone to get an estimate on a ramp. it was just a statement. By the end of the day I had many pictures sent to me by him. He had pulled up designs, and said that he would make me a ramp. By the end of the week I had designs sent to me by his engineers, and voila the ramp. His company plans intricate designs for heating, air conditioning and ventilating systems for huge hospitals, and large buildings all over the country. I didn't even know he could build a ramp. I had no idea. So funny. So yesterday a great big truck arrived, with a ramp built for a queen. Me. I was so amused. What a sweet thing from a boy with a single Mom, who went to a local college. After my divorce I had no job, no money, and a high school education. I discovered that I could go to college under the G. I. Bill. So I would cry all the way to my college classes, and rush home to get the kids off of the school bus. They were in elementary school. It was rough. I had a determination that somehow, someway I would get an education, and I became a social worker. I would educate my kids, they all three got a college degrees. So did I. I would do whatever it took to put orange juice, eggs and milk in the fridge, and bread on the table. That was my goal. So here I am an old lady with PMR, GCA, and failing eye site. But I will not give up easy. My husband just came into the room and said he's going outside to move some rocks. He's 85. Hysterically funny. Enjoy the grandkids. I just found you yesterday, so I don't know your back story. Tell me again what your situation is. There are so many messages, that I can't read them all, but I find one that pulls on me. Oh yeah during all of this I met my husband, my life partner.
I am not familiar with PMR and GCA. Thanks for sharing.
My spouse and I have been best friends since age 15 and partners 24 years. She has RA, lymphedema, large kidney stone not removable and metastatic kidney cancer diagnosed last fall after an awful summer of fatigue and feeling crappy, pardon my language. Excruciating sternal pain for 3 months now from mets, but pain is being controlled by palliative care. PT might be strengthening her legs, as she can now usually get out of chairs herself. She lives in her recliner though and hasn't slept in our bed for 12 weeks. Traveling to see friends is hardly an option because they all have stairs and no recliners, so I'm having a hard time with giving that up. Also, I get tired if loading the walker in and out.
Enough whining for now. Have to get something constructive done before the grandkids come!