I have grab bars in my bathroom and a sturdy wall mounted clothing rack in my bedroom that doubles as one. The ones in the bathroom double as towel racks and match the décor, so other than being thicker around than regular towel racks, they could be taken for them.

I don't really much care if the grab bars would affect the resale value of my home. The other way to look at it, is that the house is set up for someone with disabilities, so it doesn't need to be modified. For the right person, the grab bars and flush to the floor door sills could be considered value added features rather than negatives.

I think that it is more important that our homes serve our needs and help to keep us safe, rather than what the modifications might do to resale value. One of the shut-ins that I help has a rail that goes all the way down her hallway from the kitchen to the bathroom, and another one that runs along the wall of her bedroom. It lets her get out of her wheelchair more, while still feeling safe because she is unsteady on her feet.

I certainly feel better about you having as many grab bars as you feel that you need Erin; as well as everyone else here installing any such assisting devices in their homes. Being safe is more important than anything.

With love, Erika

If I were to ever sell my home, I'd advertise it as partially handicapped
Accessable. The right people will come to look. I think that the home's
value should increase, not decrease.

I put my first grab bar in the shower this weekend and made my hubby order a second! It's the kind for balance not full weight but it's better than the towel bar for getting in and out of my tub/shower.

I might even start shaving my legs regularly again :D

My bedroom drywall is almost done, and I think we have enough paint leftover from when we painted the other room the blue color. So, I might have my grab bar on the wall where I want it soon in my room. And then the other one in my bathroom. And I get my door finally this week.

My box-o-grab-bars that I ordered came yesterday. I have to open it up and make sure they're the correct bars. Hope they are.

They're finally going to start on the shower floor tomorrow in the guest bath. The drywall in that room took a lot of work. Something like 5 layers of drywall mud. There were a lot of holes the guy had to fix from where they did the destruction to take out that crappy bathtub.

The tile guys were here today to figure out where the water in my parent's shower was leaking from. They found some pinhole leaks in the grout that they're going to fix. I asked them to check my shower, and yep...I had a couple in there too from where the grout dried weird or something.

The water wasn't leaking into anything other than the shower pans. And the shower pans are working just like they're supposed to. But they needed to fix the grout. Because you can get mold and mildew into the pinholes. They're going to cut out the old grout, and put new grout in.

I just washed my hair, so I've got an electric fan in my bathroom pointed at my shower to try to dry it out some. (they told me to go ahead and use the shower tonight)


I'm starting to get kind of excited now about my room being finished soon. I figured out another thing to do for some do-it-myself physical therapy. I'm going to hang up my dartboard out in the family room. I used to LOVE to play darts. (soft tips, not the pointy sharp ones that hurt if you get hit).

When I thought about hanging up my dartboard last night. I realized that you need balance, and upper core body strength. Plus, if you throw like I used to throw. You have to bounce up a little bit on your feet. (I can't describe how I used to throw darts. But I was good at it). I think if I start playing darts, I can use it as physical therapy. Plus, my best friend said that when she comes over, she'd play darts with me. We used to do that all the time when we were in our 20s, but at bars. (I was always the designated driver. Which is why I always won the dart games)

Putting up my dartboard is probably the thing I am most excited about at the moment. That and my door.

I've been doing another prednisone taper. Started that saturday. Today was drop down day. I feel a little bit better this time around. My legs are still really really tired. That's scaring me. But today, I tried to spend some time just standing. And walking around the house. Hoping that I can build up some muscle again. Just trying to not do too much of that and get too tired.

My dad gave away our exercise bike to my brother-in-law. Hope he comes and gets it this week. I need to move some furniture around, and that bike is in my way for the furniture move in the family room. (I need the space for my dart throwing!)

I just can't wait for all this to be done. I love doing remodels, but doing a remodel in the middle of an MS flare? Not so much. Plus. I wanna play darts.

I want that grab bar on my wall, and my dartboard on the wall. And I want the big plastic tarp that's covering my tv off of my desk. I've been having to fold the tarp up, so I can use my computers, But, I can't exactly watch the tv from my bed. Last night I just turned on my tv for the noise when I went to bed, and set the sleep timer.

I have to get to bed. I woke up this morning at 545, for no reason. (umm...steroids?) That would have been ok, if I hadn't fallen asleep around 130am or 2am. I could just never get back to sleep this morning. I'm tired now.

All you guys talk of grab bars reminds me of a time I was in the bathroom in Walmart. They have a big handicapped bathroom and I used it. Was going to be doing some icky stuff that I preferred not doing it in the big multi-stalled bathroom if you get my stinky drift. So I was glad to see they had grab bars on both sides of the commodes and it was a large space, plenty of space for a wheel chair transfer, large door. They had thought out everything. But as I am leaning on the grab bar, cause I'm tired, I can tell it is extremely loose. Um, that doesn't work for a grab bar. So when I am done I go to customer service and tell them about it. I can tell that didn't care one stinkin bit about it. So I ask to speak to the store manager. Oh, he was very concerned. He told me that he would get some one on it immediately. So OK, happy with that. But as we are out that evening I tell my husband that I want to check the bathroom out to see what progress had been done. Nothing. I big stinking nothing. So another manager is on duty. He was Johny on the spot also. I repeat the same thing the next day. I'm sure by this time they are tired of seeing me. Still nothing had been done. I had taken pictures by this time and was ready to use it if I had to. Finally after a week they had it fixed.

Walmart managers aren't the brightest bulbs in the string of Christmas lights. I used to work for Walmart.

I hate it when I go somewhere, and they've got things set up to be handicap accessible, and if you look at how they did it, you realize that it's not really "accessible".

My pound of cheese is this... Went to Docs Monday in my minivan w/ my Turny
lift seat... No problem and Doc said I was healthy as a horse.:) Starting home,
however was another horrible story.:eek:

The Turny seat, at first, wouldn't go. DD checked it out and tried it again and,
finally, got it going. I got on for my ride up and into the minivan and it wouldn't
stop. PANIC as I was being squashed into the dash.:eek:. DD got it stopped just
before my legs were broken.:eek:

She called 911 as I cried in pain. She calmed me and I tried to take deep breaths
and stay calm, until the fire/parameds/police? got there. How embarrassing.:o

They had do remove bolts and stuff, so they could move the seat back, manually
and verrrry slowly. As it moved back, I noticed that my legs were not broken,
just sore. I didn't need to go to the hospital..Yeaaaa.:)

DD's new BF is a Paramed and he met us at the house to help me out of mini
into house. I'm OK, a little sore, but the good Lord saved me from the big one.
I had a little PTS and slept away most of Tuesday and was too tired to even
post about this.:(

Passing the cheese............:grouphug:

well, that's scary. I was thinking of trying to get some of those for my parent's minivan.

Is the manufacturer going to take care of it?

Holy cow, Sally! :hug::hug::hug:

What a horrible thing to have happen. I'm so glad that your DD got it stopped. Those things can exert enough lift pressure to definitely break your legs...and probably the dash too. Yikes!

Are you OK now? I bet those legs are complaining and it surely shook you up to have that experience. Sure hope that some TLC brings the legs around and that you get some help with repairing the lift to put your mind at ease.

What is the plan for the lift? You need to have confidence in that thing before you use it again.

Sending prayers and mega :hug:s that all will be well with your legs, the PTS and the lift.
Do you have a gallon of wine to go with the pound of cheese?

With love, Erika

Oh my goodness Sally! How terrifying!

So glad your daughter got it stopped and it didn't break your legs! Is there a recall on that model maybe? The company really needs to take care of this.

Lots of healing :hug:'s

Feel better!