Sigh. The best laid plans of mice and men.
Today was supposed to be movie day. I was getting ready to go, putting on a sweatshirt so I’d be warm in the theater (I usually freeze). All of a sudden, there was a terrible crash downstairs. I raced from the bedroom and down the stairs, calling, “Mom! Mom!”
I expected to find her on the floor. But instead, she was in the bathroom with water running everywhere. She had lost her balance and fallen back against the toilet and broken the porcelain. Don’t know what the back of a toilet is called, but this one was shattered. I tried to turn off the water and couldn’t. The curse of weak wrists, not to mention the position of the knob and a fair share of “what do I do?” panic. So I raced to the neighbor’s and their son rushed over and turned it off for me. Next came his dad, who made sure everything was tight and secure. Then he helped by cleaning up the pieces of shattered porcelain while I placed towels everywhere to mop up about an inch worth of water. Of course the water was out into the hall carpet so lots of mopping there, and now a fan is running full time to help dry it out.
Enter the plumber, and $540 later we have an ADA elongated toilet. Tomorrow, I’ll head over to Norco to buy some safety rails to help balance Mom. There were rails on the raised seat we had, but it wasn’t very secure. I’m looking for something with stability.
One good thing, it allowed me to catch up on news with my neighbor. He’s got a new job in Utah and is only home on the weekends. The family will be moving next month. I’m going to miss them. They have been such good friends to me and so helpful to our family. Just like today. I hate to lose them.
I guess you could say this day was in the toilet.