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Tuesday, October 8th, 2024 08:14 pmWell, did two things from the foot-dragging list. Easiest was defrosting the bedroom fridge, once I was certain I was turning it off and not onto its highest setting. All those face cloths I bought a while back definitely came in handy for that.
Then I made one of the Horrible Phonecalls, to the guy that Highway Robbery North says fixes rollators. He doesn't fix rollators: call this number instead. This gets me a pleasant and informative woman from an outfit up in Here Men Say Be Dragons territory (Dufferin and Steeles, I believe) who gave me the low-down on the gov't's assistance to assistant devices program. Get assessed by a certified assessment physio *and pay for same out of pocket*. Physio will then contact certified provider and in the course of God's own time you will have your walker. You may not buy your own device and get reimbursed, no. But the Dragons people will do house calls to assemble a walker, and charge for them of course, but that I can live with.
OK. I have the list of physios which the guvvmint sent me in the summer and I call the ones closest to me, at the old age home down the street. The number is for the main switchboard who has never heard of this person. Get transferred to Rehab, Rehab has never heard of them either. What about the other one? Oh, he only comes here Wednesday mornings and only for the residents. But here's his email instead. Yes, fine. I may think about it but frankly it sounds like an awful lot if faff for no guaranteed return. And frankly, I suspect the program is backed up with people who really need the subsidy, which I really don't. So I may have another go with Highway Rob.North and see if they'll order it for me, even if Ms.Snippy said they wouldn't, and if not, buy myself.
After all this I was jonesing for Indian food. But the online delivery services were still being useless: Skip wants you to use its app and then crashes, Banjara doesn't like Uber, and then it closes from 2:30 to 5, maybe try Namaste though i recall their onion bhajis being not all that, and then it starts to rain. And continues to rain, just on and off enough that I don't want to chance it. Remind myself that bhajis may just be onion and chickpeas but it's deep fried onions and chickpeas, and of course I'll get bread with that, and I've already put on half a kilo in a week. So make a Spanish frittata instead, and that was dinner.
Then I made one of the Horrible Phonecalls, to the guy that Highway Robbery North says fixes rollators. He doesn't fix rollators: call this number instead. This gets me a pleasant and informative woman from an outfit up in Here Men Say Be Dragons territory (Dufferin and Steeles, I believe) who gave me the low-down on the gov't's assistance to assistant devices program. Get assessed by a certified assessment physio *and pay for same out of pocket*. Physio will then contact certified provider and in the course of God's own time you will have your walker. You may not buy your own device and get reimbursed, no. But the Dragons people will do house calls to assemble a walker, and charge for them of course, but that I can live with.
OK. I have the list of physios which the guvvmint sent me in the summer and I call the ones closest to me, at the old age home down the street. The number is for the main switchboard who has never heard of this person. Get transferred to Rehab, Rehab has never heard of them either. What about the other one? Oh, he only comes here Wednesday mornings and only for the residents. But here's his email instead. Yes, fine. I may think about it but frankly it sounds like an awful lot if faff for no guaranteed return. And frankly, I suspect the program is backed up with people who really need the subsidy, which I really don't. So I may have another go with Highway Rob.North and see if they'll order it for me, even if Ms.Snippy said they wouldn't, and if not, buy myself.
After all this I was jonesing for Indian food. But the online delivery services were still being useless: Skip wants you to use its app and then crashes, Banjara doesn't like Uber, and then it closes from 2:30 to 5, maybe try Namaste though i recall their onion bhajis being not all that, and then it starts to rain. And continues to rain, just on and off enough that I don't want to chance it. Remind myself that bhajis may just be onion and chickpeas but it's deep fried onions and chickpeas, and of course I'll get bread with that, and I've already put on half a kilo in a week. So make a Spanish frittata instead, and that was dinner.
