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ElectricWhite
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Today, something happened to me that had never happened before: I fell during a transfer. 
At the beginning of each month, it's standard procedure for nursing homes to weigh each resident. Up until now, a Hoyer Lift was used to weigh me. (If you imagined a crane with a cargo net scaled down until the net was human-sized, you'd have a Hoyer Lift.) Other residents -- those able to get in and out of chairs normally or can do transfers -- use a chair on wheels (not to be confused by a wheelchair) with a digital scale built in.
Well, since a major part of my therapy focuses on transfers, the CNA taking my weight suggested I try transferring to the weighing chair.
I do what's called a "sliding board transfer". It's as simple as the name implies. Say I wanted to get out of bed. I'd have my wheelchair by the bed. I take a really slick board (the sliding board), stick one end under me and the other end in the wheelchair. I then slide from the bed to the chair, pull the board out from under me, and go on my merry way.
I agreed to try the transfer. All wheels were locked, and I was ready to go.
The transfer from the wheelchair to the weighing chair was flawless. My weight was taken. I started to transfer back to the wheelchair when -- out of the blue -- the weighing chair pivoted away from me, and I went straight down to the floor. My rear end hit fairly hard, and I did scream from pain for a few moments. The CNA had me put my head back so I'd be flat on the floor. Once I felt the support of the floor and its cool temperature, the pain ebbed away. It looks like I'll just have an ugly bruise for a little while. (Kids, it's better to be a pain in the rear than have one!)
I feel really sorry for the CNA, though. For the next hour or so, he looked like somebody tossed him off the Humana Building (a 26-floor skyscraper in Louisville.) He's a really great CNA -- he's a compassionate soul who's meticulous in the care of those in his charge, so it killed me when I saw how hard he took this, especially since it wasn't his fault; Housekeeping had recently switched floor cleaners, and unexpected slick spots have been popping up all over the place. They weren't slick enough to be noticed when people walked over them, but they were just bad enough to cause problems with furniture.
Anyway, I now have a bruised bum and a sore back to add to the list of my ails! 
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05-04-2016 01:29
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I have to settle for a CNA rubbing some Biofreeze gel in the sore area.
