Thank you, Sarah

I had a frightening and bizarre accident last week while Sarah was visiting for a few days and I would like to thank, and commend her, on her cool head in the face of misadventure.

The temperature here hit 96 degrees last Wednesday, the barometer dropped, the humidity was very high and the dew point was unbearable. This kind of weather is debilitating for someone with ALS, and the strength I do have deserted me in the face of air that felt more like water. I knew, the night before, that I wasn't right, but the full extent of my difficulties didn't come to bear until the next morning.

I am, usually, still capable of easing myself up and shifting my body from one chair to another. It takes a bit to do it, but I manage. Thursday morning, when I went into the bathroom to use the commode, I found that I could not get up. Four tries later I was still stuck in the Batchair, but unwilling to cry uncle. On the fifth try, my legs gave out and I fell. The good news is that my rear found purchase on the edge of the Batchair...the bad news is that, to quote my dear friend, Tammy, I did a faceplant in the can. The seat is a high rise handicapped rig so my face had a little height, thank God, but my arms were folded under me and I could not move.

I called to Sarah, who came in and carefully lifted me to an upright position. She didn't balk, stayed cool and saved the day. I was most impressed with her calm under fire. We then called Will and he came home from work to help me for the rest of the day and Friday. I am just now starting to manage on my own again.

Tammy has officially dubbed her Batgirl, and I concur! Oh, and Will got us an air conditioner.