So I got an upping of my baclofen in my pump...

 

When I saw my neuro yesterday she took care of just that additional 5% of medication in my pump,  and I basically left my cervical neck report with her.

Today, I found out that my internist had sent the referral to the shoulder surgeon on Monday.

So this morning I called over there for an appointment, and I have one for over a month from now. Hubby is checking into a new motorized wheelchair for me.

Mine is five years old and quite cumbersome at four hundred pounds without me on it and has a weird front right wheel turning in...and it's only able to enter our van with a manual ramp. My fear is that it will fall off the ramp onto Hubby.

Hubby has to do that each and every time, and it is difficult with his back that is painful with his arthritis acquired after a multiple disc injury in his back in 2005. And the reason why he retired from being a deputy back in 2006!

So lightweight and maneuverable is what I am looking for, as well as covered by my insurances like my Permobil M300 was, all 28K of it. Yes, that is right! $28,000!!! New ones of my model sell for $54,000!

I was told it is the same one that the famous Stephens Hawking, theoretical physicist, cosmologist had! Who had ALS, and passed away in March of 2018.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amyotrophic_lateral_sclerosis

https://home.cern/news/series/in-theory/what-theoretical-physicist

http://w.astro.berkeley.edu/~jcohn/tcosmo.html

So overkill for my needs. I do need up and down to get me into the car.

And so, we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!