Stairway To Heaven
My life was planned out nicely six years ago - a new seven-month baby and a bigger brand new double-story house, but all of the sudden - six weeks after moving in - I had my stroke and our plans were unraveling before our eyes. Obviously, I survived the stroke (just!), and luckily my family (and the house) were waiting for me after six months of inpatient rehabilitation.
The bedrooms in my house are upstairs - including my bedroom and the kids' bedrooms - so using the stairs was very important for daily living. At this stage, I was walking (with a stick), my mobility was pretty poor but I was very keen to not change my house with modifications. Our staircase has rails but only one side (on the left side for coming up). My stubborn thoughts were still thinking about my independence and trying to be ‘normal’, so we decided to not change it. However tackling stairs was a little bit tricky in the beginning, but definitely not impossible.