Jaqui's Daily Blog

In Which The Eagle Lands

Today was my first opportunity to use our new portable wheelchair ramps in earnest. I was well excited.


We had a quick try-out yesterday when the ramps were delivered, courtesy of ParcelForce. I couldn't find any instructions hidden in the packaging so I was not able to comply with the dire warnings on my invoice to read the accompanying information before installation. I could, however, remember what I had been told by my BFF, Tom, from The Ramp People (see previous Blog), and I had watched the explanatory videos on the website more than once. There wasn't really much to it, I told Mr B, as I wheeled him out into the hall to witness our newly installed ramps.


Should we try them out? I asked, expectantly. It was one of those questions expecting the answer “Yes.” Mr B viewed the ramps suspiciously and repeated his mantra that there was no way I would be strong enough to wheel him in and out. What would we do, he asked, if he was stuck outside, unable to get back into the house again? You could tell he was worryingt about missing an important event in the World Athletics Championships. Either that or his dinner. Or, quite possibly, both. 


It wouldn't happen, I assured him with sunny optimism. I did cross my fingers behind my back as I said it, just in case sunny optimism wouldn't be enough to win the day. Mr B harrumphed a bit but conceded we should “give it a go.” Spoken like a doomed man, headed for the gallows. 


Over the threshold we went, then a swift slide down Tom’s “gentle incline” and we were out in the front garden. “Easy-peasy!” I crowed in triumph. Mr B said he was reserving judgement until we were safely back indoors. Safely being the operative word..


Viewed from the outside, looking in, the ramp appeared a little more challenging. I felt like Eddie the Eagle, approaching the 70 metre ski jump in the 1988 Winter Olympics and every bit as stubborn. I lined up the wheelchair, gripped the handles and took a run at it. Up and over! “The Eagle has Landed!” I exulted as we ended up back in the hall, and all in one piece too. “Thank goodness for that!” said Mr B. Or words to that effect. He looked a little pale but perhaps it was just the light in the hallway?


Today Gary from Dial a Ride arrived to take us to Guild Care where Mr B has his weekly Pamper Session. I'd carried the ramps from their new Forever Home (aka the garage) and set them up in plenty of time for Gary’s arrival. “Impressive!” he whistled when he saw the ramps in situ. You could almost see Mr B’s chest puffing with pride as he accepted the compliment.


“Seemed like a good idea,” he commented with commendable understatement. “It should be a help for Her Indoors.”


Result! I told myself. I shall be sure to email Tom with the news. I have no doubt that he will be absolutely delighted to hear from me.


Don't you reckon? 


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23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

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