April 13, 2018
April 17, 2018
We finally convinced my father to get a lift-chair (well, purchased without his knowledge and had it mysteriously arrive one day) that helps him stand up. Before that, getting up was just too difficult, so he spent most of the time lying down or sitting in his recliner. A sure recipe for atrophy. He’s stubborn, but after having it for a couple of weeks, he really loves being able to get up when he wants without help — and he’s moving around much more. So his new chair is definitely not a decliner.