Yesterday's acts of foolishness included snarling the power cord to the charger in the rear wheel of my wheelchair, much like tangling the rear wheel of a long-ago motorcycle n barb-wire, and sitting up on the side of the bed with my legs carefully dangling above the floor, which was great for typing, but so unpleasant for my knees that I gave up after a few minutes.
The highlight of the day came when two fellows arrived to take inventory of my bed and air mattress. I told them that someone else must have taken the tag off, a joke that they must have heard a few hundred times, and they asked me how much I weighed. I told them that I've lost ten pounds and am about 170 now, and they said that the air mattress was set for 315 pounds, so they adjusted the air mattress and hoped that it would feel better. Apparently, my predecessor was a whale.
