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My brother and his wife came up from Norfolk long enough to take out the trash. The nurse was here to check me out, then the cats and I napped for three hours and the physical therapist woke us up. He wants me to use the quadcane for a while, but then I can't carry things. I just remembered that last time I wore an apron so I could carry things there. I threw that out years ago. I wonder what I can find.