Ever since I got home from the hospital I have met a new “best friend”. He is not someone that I didn’t know before, in fact, he has been around here for years. I guess I took him for granted. All that has changed and I am glad he dos not hold any hard feelings for my ignoring him all of these years.
His name is Grabber. Since we are now best buds I just call him Grab. For the longest time Grab just hung around in our closet. Now he is at the table hanging in clear sight and easy access.
You see, since my operation I am not allowed to bend down or pick up anything heavier than five pounds. Grab is my go-to friend for this. I could ask Kathy to get me things and I know that she would, but she has enough to do without me adding trivial tasks to her list.
This morning I woke up to find some papers Kathy had on the counter were now on the floor. I wonder how they got there Dustin. I could have left them until Kathy got up but I asked Grab for help instead.
It was back on the counter in no time.
I then decided to go out and get the morning paper. I took Grab with me.
I can’t bend down to pick it up, but it was easy work for Grab. Thanks buddy.
I must say that Grab has a playful side as well. Here you can see him and Dustin having some fun.
Without Grab I would be much less independent than I am. Thanks for being there for me pal.