Those miracle workers at the wolfson

Three and a half weeks ago Mel came home from St.Georges for her final weekend before her rehab started at the Wolfson. Our little terrace house was chocca with her borrowed wheelchair , commode and various bits and bobs. Once she was settled on the sofa in front of the tv she was somewhat like a beached whale . It was a bizzare situation to get her from the sofa into her wheelchair to go next door for supper and then back to the sofa, a roundtrip of no more than 20 feet. Today the blue St.Georges people carrier rocked up at 2.30, the doors opened and there appeared Mel . She got out of the car and under the beady eye of her physio walked to our front door with the sole use of a stick. She still needs to build up a lot of strength but it was an amazing vision, her physio Helen seems to have the midas touch. Within 3 and a bit weeks this lovely lady has managed to get Mel back up on her feet and given her the confidence to tackle the most important thing , a staircase. While Mel and Helen start the final ascend of 38, Church Path, we have her occupational therapist, Nikki, running round measuring everything! The height of the sofa, the height of the dining table and its benches, the height of the bed and so on and so on. The upshot of it all is that we need a few grab rails here and there. Much to Mels dismay Merton council will only fit plastic grab rails or at least that's what Nikki thought. Needless to say Mel spent the rest of the afternoon looking through yellow pages for a carpenter who specialised in bespoke grab rails.