Progress:
Went to the doc for another visit re my foot; he says that it’s doing well. Another three weeks, he’s guessing. Agh! That is right on top of Thanksgiving….
The roll-a-bout is doing well, but I have to watch my balance on it. It’s also very clunky to get in and out of the bathroom. Very soon, Susan is setting things up (since I’m doing better) for me to sleep back upstairs and take meals up there. Which means that once I’m up for the evening - I’m *up* for the evening. (I think a part of the reason is that Susan’s getting tired of coming down in the evenings in the basement; she’s been sitting on the loveseat, and I think it’s not doing her back a lot of good.)