From the scratch chapter twelve

From the scratch chapter twelve

A Story by Linda alexander

Christopher came back home after six months of rehab. It was the first day he came to the apartment. Christina was so happy was that he could use wheel chair and walker. He came in the wheelchair. He could walk with the walker, but he doesn’t have the full strength of his lower extremities also small hair line clavicle fracture puts him low thresh hold for another fall so the doctors recommended wheel chair most of the time and walker with assistance and under supervision. is there he can use the
I don’t need the help with walker and my clavicle fracture is healed already. Chris some one can be how too careful with the falls, this is ridiculous you are taking chances after you came this far. she was angry and was not talking to Chris, watched a movie and went to the bed. Mrs. Simon offered help but Chris refused. Christina woke up middle of her sleep hearing all these arguments between don and his mother. She insisted Chris your mother is exhausted. She needs a break. Let me help you. You don’t need to be upset about it and if you think I am stubborn let it be like that. Apple won’t fall far the tree his dad too was stubborn. Please don’t bring that man whom I don’t have sleight memory even. When you need help let us both know Chris. Take care of me when. I needs help, this point there’s no need to fight. I need help when I need that is all. Is that simple?. Christina gave him a spongebath and changed his clothes and did a load of laundry. Chris seemed like used to get sponge bath from Christina as he went through this multiple times at rehab place. Mom put the dishes in the dishwasher. Compared to the initial hesitance Chris cooperated well to both of them and rest of the night went peacefully. His mother slept in Christina’s room and Christina slept in the couch in living room. She went to sleep so quick and Chris had another call bell near him in addition to the access to the phone to call for help. Still Chris managed to use rest room himself even if it took twenty minutes to use rest room. He did not call any one for help or used urinal even middle of the night. He seemed like reclaiming his autonomy.

© 2025 Linda alexander


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Linda alexander
Linda alexander

New Hyde Park, NY



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I am a writer and I used to write since I was nineteen years old. I grew up in a house with huge library. I read some of those books to be accurate I will say very few. I saw individuals reading day a.. more..