Note to reader: I am disabled because I have CP, Cerebral Palsy. I am sharing MY own personal life experience being disabled. I am NOT trying to make anyone feel sorry for me.

Dear reader my neighbor offered to help put me in my chair so I could sit up and eat lunch(My dad’s still recovering from his hernia surgery).

Well after a few hours I wanted to get back in my bed because my body was starting to hurt.

My dad went to go get my neighbor however he wasn’t home, my dad had told him(and he knows from prior experience) that he would need to stick around for a bit so that he could put me back down and he said ok.

Thankfully my dad had bought a *Hoyer lift for me when I used to live with my ex hubby(How the girls would lift me when my ex was at work) and he was able to get the sling underneath me(I held on to his neck and he lifted me up a bit to pull it under me).

However my new bed has some bar underneath it that won’t let the legs of the Hoyer lift under my bed so my dad had to set me down onto the edge of my bed take the straps of the sling off the Hoyer lift and pull me up to the head of my bed.

I was scared I would fall or hurt my dad somehow, thankfully I am on my bed and ok and I didn’t hurt my dad.

I just wish people would remember that if they get me up on my chair or something that I have to go back to my bed eventually.

Thankfully my dad’s Dr said in about 3 more weeks he should be able to lift me again just not long distances(My dad would sometimes carry me all the way from his Truck to my bed without getting my chair out of the truck first).

I just get annoyed sometimes at these very vivid and real reminders of what I can’t do.

*PS. We don’t use the Hoyer lift for the bathroom room because the hallway is too small and you can’t use it on carpets(the wheels might tip over, I have hardwood floors in my bed room).

My dad is still looking into the ceiling lift.