…to allow me to get over my mobility problems and help Neighbor L with her – by now much needed – new pallet of pellets.

Happily it went well. I wasn’t sure it would. But it was more a pleasant workout than a painful ordeal, so good.
Probably the incoming new leg will solve the immediate issue I’m having but I have to tell them that at my current rate of physical deterioration I can’t absolutely guarantee that I’m going to be available to do this next winter.
















































Sorry to hear about the effects of entropy yer going through. There doesn’t seem to be a way to hold it at bay. I’m holding it off better than I deserve. I’ve got 50 lb bags of dog and chicken food to deal with and we use wood for a good percentage of our heat, so I keep flexible and in relatively good shape. Also I’ve never had any catastrophic limb removals either, though not from lack of trying, hence, plenty of aches and pains. When I hooked up with the VA in ’04, they put me on hydrocodone (Vicodin) because I was eating so many Excedrin that I would kill my kidneys (liver?). So opiates were the lesser evil.
Hang in there, hope the new prosthetic does the trick on fitment and comfort.t
Hope the new peg does the job. Always hard to decide things you could do are off the table.
Seeing what the brain trust in Washington are doing these days, I hope that the leg fitting happens sooner rather than later. With all the slashing and burning, that president Musk… err.. DonOLD is doing, who knows what Medicare and Medicaid will provide in the future.
That looks like an enclosed patio, like so many of us desert dwellers end up with.
If so, could the door be widened enough to simply back a smaller trailer (harbor freight fx) loaded with pellets in?
Then unload as needed.