There are twelve – twelve – wall sockets for plugs in the main room of the apartment underfoot. The living room of the house only had six; and, while the square footage is more, it doesn’t seem like it is that much more. One pair have the mobile re-charger and radio. A second pair have the computer and a lamp. One set has the carpet sweeper and a corner lamp for illumination; but, that’s expected to change as it seems the only roomy place to plug in the printer. Air pump uses one. Heating pad uses one….
The only reasonable place to plug in the re-charger for the scooter is a baseboard thing with a very … umm … firm grip. Now, people may not realize it, but even able-bodied people straighten up with a push with the hands on something. Well, there is nothing to lean on to straighten up at said wall spot. Unplugging is not bad; it can be done while sitting on the scooter. Plugging in the re-charger is difficult. The first job of the rollator was to be something to lean on and sit on while working said scooter plug into said wall socket.
There was no lobby trip today at noontime – the scooter needed to be fed. The mid-day was another round of sit and wait, but it does seem as if from now on things will be different. Lunch was done on the new gizmo. It did need some adjusting. It’s not a substitute for the scooter any more than a mobile unit is a computer substitute in more than a string and chewing gum way. The rollator, however, is already paying back a little on the investment. It may indeed be a good thing. (It was on sale.)
People learn about what they feel they need.