My Vegas Trip >Belinda

[Guest guest]

Belinda:

You wouldn't believe my Vegas trip. We didn't know till the Friday before

that we'd be able to go for sure. The doctor had to ok the trip for Fred. I

was trying to get everything ready for the trip and have the house clean , so

I'd come back to it all clean. Fred was up early Saturday, so I started

cleaning at 6 am , only Fred been having some mood swings and got mad at me

for doing it, so didn't get all that I wanted done , done. Sunday morning I

was still trying to get things packed for the trip, we were leaving on this

day. Fred wanted to help, so I told him he could get the food ready to take.

I came in just as he was about to fill the bag with ice and he didn't have

the drinks in yet, so I asked him about it. All I said was " what about the

drink's? " that set him off. Told me I didn't think he could do anything and

all the way to Vegas I heard " You seem like a nice person , but you have the

devil in you " , Then when we got to Vegas I had a room for us at Bally's. Not

the place to take someone that has a wheel. Bally's has no parking lot, they

share one with Paris. So I had to take Fred in his w/c to the elevator, down

three floor's , out of the elevator and down a long hall to get to another

elevator that would take us down another floor to a court yard, there you

have to go to the right past all these little shops, down one ramp, past some

more shops, down another ramp and past some more shop's and finelly you get

to Bally's, then you have to go across Bally's to the other side of it ,up a

ramp to get to where you check in. Once we checked in , I had to go to

another elevator to the eight floor to our room, all this just to get Fred

in the room. After that I had to go back to the car and get all our stuff and

bring it back to the room. When I was getting Fred ready for bed, he was in

the restroom and slipped and hit the back of the tolet tank. It was lucky I

was there I stopped him from hitting it hard. I got him to bed and about 2:30

am he woke up and couldn't breath. So I started giving him breathing

treatments. He still couldn't breath right so he wanted to go outside to get

some fresh air, so I had to get him dress, me dress and before I took him

down the eight floor's , I went into the bathroom to find the floor all wet,

our tolet us broke and water was coming out of it, So I took Fred down the

eight floors and outside to get some fresh air, then I went in to report the

tolet. The woman at the desk had someone come to the room to check the tolet.

Well It turned out that the whole tolet had to be replaced, by now it was 4

am and they put us in the room across the hall. So I had 2 hours sleep after

driving 4 hours. This was also the day that was getting married. They

were getting picked up at 4pm downstairs and I was going to take Hannah and

Fred in my car to the chapel. So just before 4pm they came with Hannah. Fred

was in the bathroom having problems with his bowels, Hannah hadn't taken a

nap, so she wanted to be picked up and by then I was trying to get Fred

dress( wedding is at 4:30pm) Hannah is hanging onto my leg, not wanting to

let go, I'm trying to get Fred dress with her attached to my leg. I finelly

put Hannah on the bed to get the rest of Fred dress. Well she fall's asleep.

I'm dress, but in a dress, pantyhouse and a slip that I hadn't woren in 8

years. I get Fred in the w/c , Hannah on his lap sound asleep, by now it's

4:30pm and I should be at the chapel. I go down the eight floors , down the

first ramp and by now I found out that the pantyhose I hadn't woren for all

these years won't stay up , so they are fallen while I'm trying to hurry,

then the slip is working it's way up. I'm trying to pull the pantyhose up and

the slip down while pushing the w/c, come to the first ramp in the court yard

,and I have to go up them , Here I am trying to get the w/c up with Fred in

it and Hannah (270lbs with both) My shoes a sliding as I'm trying. Here I had

a man try to help, then I come to the next ramp which is the same thing, I

have to go up and still having problems with the pantyhose and slip. Get up

that ramp , get to the elevator go up the one floor down the long hall and

then to the other elevator to go the three floors and then to the car. Get

Hannah in the car seat, Fred in his seat and the w/c in the car. Then I try

to get in the car and could hardly get in because of my dress. Finelly get to

the chapel, but by now it's 4:45pm and I'm sure we missed the wedding. Get

Fred out of the car, Hannah out (who is still asleep) and try to get them

inside. The door that is suppose to be for w/c's I couldn't get in , it was

to hard, so someone came out to help. Got inside and told them I was looking

for my daughter , who had to be married by now. It turned out that they were

behind and we were able to see it. Fred cried during the whole thing. Then I

had to go back to Bally's. This time I had to park way out in the parking

lot. My parking spot was gone. Put Fred in the w/c, Hannah on his lap ( who

was still asleep) This time I had to go down four floors in the elevator then

down the long hall to the other elevator, down the one floor , out to the

court yard and then down the two ramps, which I would slid down with the w/c

because of my shoes. Pantyhose still falling down and the slip working up. I

got to the ramp in Bally's , got Fred and Hannah up that, up the elevator to

our room . The first thing I did was get rid of those panty hose which by now

were almost to my knees. I did get a pretty good night sleep the night before

we left to come home. I stopped to get gas, and when I came out of the gas

station , Fred had gotten in my seat to drive, I told him he couldn't drive ,

he wasn't on the insurance anymore. He wanted to know when I took him off the

insurance ( he was the one that told me to do it) So he got upset with me ,

because I wouldn't let him drive, so all the way home I heard how I didn't

think he could do anything anymore and that he wanted to sell our plots and

he'd find someone else to take care of him. So this is what my trip to Vegas

was like. I was hoping I would of gotten to meet Dr. Ray and his Wife , but

things didn't work out that way. AT least we made the wedding, but boy did I

have to work for it.

Just another day in the life of me.

Hugs Vera

[Guest guest]

Vera,

It WAS just like the day your granddaughter was born!! Vera, I don't know how

you managed to deal with all of that!

Love, Jean (phx)

[Guest guest]

Oh, Vera. When are you making the movie?

Sounds like a typical day in the life of some care givers.

I wonder how Fred kept from getting dizzy.

REST!!!!!!! You have earned it.

Love ya. Barb

--

"Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear, not absence of fear."

--Mark Twain

[Guest guest]

Oh dear Vera, what a horrible experience! Next time stay at Treasure

Island. We stayed there with a disabled friend and our friend's room even

had a lift over the bed and in the bathroom. We didn't have a car that time

so I don't remember how the parking lot was set up but you could always

drop Fred at the front door and get valet parking. I heard the Mirage and

Bellagio also was set up the same with those lifts in the handicap rooms.

Hugs,

Pam

[Guest guest]

Vera,

I don't know whether to laugh or cry at your description of your trip to

Vegas! On the one hand it sounds like an episode out of the old " I Love

Lucy " show, on the other hand it's a sad commentary on how difficult it is

to manage what seem like simple tasks when you have an MSA patient to care

for. (Although the slip/dress/pantyhose thing is PURE " I Love Lucy " ! Those

panty hose and that slip would have been history in the elevator if I had

been you!)

What matters of course is that you and Fred and Hannah were there to share

in the joy of your daughter's wedding, and that's what you will remember.

Now, go sit in your beautiful garden, have a cup of coffee and a chocolaty

something and RELAX!

Hugs,

Carol & Rob

My Vegas Trip >Belinda

> Belinda:

> You wouldn't believe my Vegas trip. We didn't know till the Friday before

> that we'd be able to go for sure. The doctor had to ok the trip for Fred.

I

> was trying to get everything ready for the trip and have the house clean ,

so

> I'd come back to it all clean. Fred was up early Saturday, so I started

> cleaning at 6 am , only Fred been having some mood swings and got mad at

me

> for doing it, so didn't get all that I wanted done , done. Sunday morning

I

> was still trying to get things packed for the trip, we were leaving on

this

> day. Fred wanted to help, so I told him he could get the food ready to

take.

> I came in just as he was about to fill the bag with ice and he didn't have

> the drinks in yet, so I asked him about it. All I said was " what about

the

> drink's? " that set him off. Told me I didn't think he could do anything

and

> all the way to Vegas I heard " You seem like a nice person , but you have

the

> devil in you " , Then when we got to Vegas I had a room for us at Bally's.

Not

> the place to take someone that has a wheel. Bally's has no parking lot,

they

> share one with Paris. So I had to take Fred in his w/c to the elevator,

down

> three floor's , out of the elevator and down a long hall to get to another

> elevator that would take us down another floor to a court yard, there you

> have to go to the right past all these little shops, down one ramp, past

some

> more shops, down another ramp and past some more shop's and finelly you

get

> to Bally's, then you have to go across Bally's to the other side of it ,up

a

> ramp to get to where you check in. Once we checked in , I had to go to

> another elevator to the eight floor to our room, all this just to get

Fred

> in the room. After that I had to go back to the car and get all our stuff

and

> bring it back to the room. When I was getting Fred ready for bed, he was

in

> the restroom and slipped and hit the back of the tolet tank. It was lucky

I

> was there I stopped him from hitting it hard. I got him to bed and about

2:30

> am he woke up and couldn't breath. So I started giving him breathing

> treatments. He still couldn't breath right so he wanted to go outside to

get

> some fresh air, so I had to get him dress, me dress and before I took him

> down the eight floor's , I went into the bathroom to find the floor all

wet,

> our tolet us broke and water was coming out of it, So I took Fred down the

> eight floors and outside to get some fresh air, then I went in to report

the

> tolet. The woman at the desk had someone come to the room to check the

tolet.

> Well It turned out that the whole tolet had to be replaced, by now it was

4

> am and they put us in the room across the hall. So I had 2 hours sleep

after

> driving 4 hours. This was also the day that was getting married.

They

> were getting picked up at 4pm downstairs and I was going to take Hannah

and

> Fred in my car to the chapel. So just before 4pm they came with Hannah.

Fred

> was in the bathroom having problems with his bowels, Hannah hadn't taken a

> nap, so she wanted to be picked up and by then I was trying to get Fred

> dress( wedding is at 4:30pm) Hannah is hanging onto my leg, not wanting to

> let go, I'm trying to get Fred dress with her attached to my leg. I

finelly

> put Hannah on the bed to get the rest of Fred dress. Well she fall's

asleep.

> I'm dress, but in a dress, pantyhouse and a slip that I hadn't woren in 8

> years. I get Fred in the w/c , Hannah on his lap sound asleep, by now it's

> 4:30pm and I should be at the chapel. I go down the eight floors , down

the

> first ramp and by now I found out that the pantyhose I hadn't woren for

all

> these years won't stay up , so they are fallen while I'm trying to hurry,

> then the slip is working it's way up. I'm trying to pull the pantyhose up

and

> the slip down while pushing the w/c, come to the first ramp in the court

yard

> ,and I have to go up them , Here I am trying to get the w/c up with Fred

in

> it and Hannah (270lbs with both) My shoes a sliding as I'm trying. Here I

had

> a man try to help, then I come to the next ramp which is the same thing, I

> have to go up and still having problems with the pantyhose and slip. Get

up

> that ramp , get to the elevator go up the one floor down the long hall and

> then to the other elevator to go the three floors and then to the car. Get

> Hannah in the car seat, Fred in his seat and the w/c in the car. Then I

try

> to get in the car and could hardly get in because of my dress. Finelly get

to

> the chapel, but by now it's 4:45pm and I'm sure we missed the wedding. Get

> Fred out of the car, Hannah out (who is still asleep) and try to get them

> inside. The door that is suppose to be for w/c's I couldn't get in , it

was

> to hard, so someone came out to help. Got inside and told them I was

looking

> for my daughter , who had to be married by now. It turned out that they

were

> behind and we were able to see it. Fred cried during the whole thing. Then

I

> had to go back to Bally's. This time I had to park way out in the parking

> lot. My parking spot was gone. Put Fred in the w/c, Hannah on his lap (

who

> was still asleep) This time I had to go down four floors in the elevator

then

> down the long hall to the other elevator, down the one floor , out to the

> court yard and then down the two ramps, which I would slid down with the

w/c

> because of my shoes. Pantyhose still falling down and the slip working

up. I

> got to the ramp in Bally's , got Fred and Hannah up that, up the elevator

to

> our room . The first thing I did was get rid of those panty hose which by

now

> were almost to my knees. I did get a pretty good night sleep the night

before

> we left to come home. I stopped to get gas, and when I came out of the gas

> station , Fred had gotten in my seat to drive, I told him he couldn't

drive ,

> he wasn't on the insurance anymore. He wanted to know when I took him off

the

> insurance ( he was the one that told me to do it) So he got upset with me

,

> because I wouldn't let him drive, so all the way home I heard how I

didn't

> think he could do anything anymore and that he wanted to sell our plots

and

> he'd find someone else to take care of him. So this is what my trip to

Vegas

> was like. I was hoping I would of gotten to meet Dr. Ray and his Wife ,

but

> things didn't work out that way. AT least we made the wedding, but boy

did I

> have to work for it.

>

> Just another day in the life of me.

>

> Hugs Vera

>

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> unsubscribe by sending a blank email to

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>

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Vera,

Boy do I hate to tell you this, but you could have parked in front of Bally's , used the Valet (they will park your car, help with bags, whellchairs, everything) and the bellmen will get you, Fred and Hannah with your bags and everything else to your room for NOTHING! If you would slip them a dollar they would be most grateful, but, I wish we could have talked sooner. Additionally, they have handicapped accessible rooms that would have made your visit so much simpler.

So sorry about your trip.

Dr. Ray

-- My Vegas Trip >Belinda

Belinda:You wouldn't believe my Vegas trip. We didn't know till the Friday before that we'd be able to go for sure. The doctor had to ok the trip for Fred. I was trying to get everything ready for the trip and have the house clean , so I'd come back to it all clean. Fred was up early Saturday, so I started cleaning at 6 am , only Fred been having some mood swings and got mad at me for doing it, so didn't get all that I wanted done , done. Sunday morning I was still trying to get things packed for the trip, we were leaving on this day. Fred wanted to help, so I told him he could get the food ready to take. I came in just as he was about to fill the bag with ice and he didn't have the drinks in yet, so I asked him about it. All I said was "what about the drink's?" that set him off. Told me I didn't think he could do anything and all the way to Vegas I heard "You seem like a nice person , but you have the devil in you", Then when we got to Vegas I had a room for us at Bally's. Not the place to take someone that has a wheel. Bally's has no parking lot, they share one with Paris. So I had to take Fred in his w/c to the elevator, down three floor's , out of the elevator and down a long hall to get to another elevator that would take us down another floor to a court yard, there you have to go to the right past all these little shops, down one ramp, past some more shops, down another ramp and past some more shop's and finelly you get to Bally's, then you have to go across Bally's to the other side of it ,up a ramp to get to where you check in. Once we checked in , I had to go to another elevator to the eight floor to our room, all this just to get Fred in the room. After that I had to go back to the car and get all our stuff and bring it back to the room. When I was getting Fred ready for bed, he was in the restroom and slipped and hit the back of the tolet tank. It was lucky I was there I stopped him from hitting it hard. I got him to bed and about 2:30 am he woke up and couldn't breath. So I started giving him breathing treatments. He still couldn't breath right so he wanted to go outside to get some fresh air, so I had to get him dress, me dress and before I took him down the eight floor's , I went into the bathroom to find the floor all wet, our tolet us broke and water was coming out of it, So I took Fred down the eight floors and outside to get some fresh air, then I went in to report the tolet. The woman at the desk had someone come to the room to check the tolet. Well It turned out that the whole tolet had to be replaced, by now it was 4 am and they put us in the room across the hall. So I had 2 hours sleep after driving 4 hours. This was also the day that was getting married. They were getting picked up at 4pm downstairs and I was going to take Hannah and Fred in my car to the chapel. So just before 4pm they came with Hannah. Fred was in the bathroom having problems with his bowels, Hannah hadn't taken a nap, so she wanted to be picked up and by then I was trying to get Fred dress( wedding is at 4:30pm) Hannah is hanging onto my leg, not wanting to let go, I'm trying to get Fred dress with her attached to my leg. I finelly put Hannah on the bed to get the rest of Fred dress. Well she fall's asleep. I'm dress, but in a dress, pantyhouse and a slip that I hadn't woren in 8 years. I get Fred in the w/c , Hannah on his lap sound asleep, by now it's 4:30pm and I should be at the chapel. I go down the eight floors , down the first ramp and by now I found out that the pantyhose I hadn't woren for all these years won't stay up , so they are fallen while I'm trying to hurry, then the slip is working it's way up. I'm trying to pull the pantyhose up and the slip down while pushing the w/c, come to the first ramp in the court yard ,and I have to go up them , Here I am trying to get the w/c up with Fred in it and Hannah (270lbs with both) My shoes a sliding as I'm trying. Here I had a man try to help, then I come to the next ramp which is the same thing, I have to go up and still having problems with the pantyhose and slip. Get up that ramp , get to the elevator go up the one floor down the long hall and then to the other elevator to go the three floors and then to the car. Get Hannah in the car seat, Fred in his seat and the w/c in the car. Then I try to get in the car and could hardly get in because of my dress. Finelly get to the chapel, but by now it's 4:45pm and I'm sure we missed the wedding. Get Fred out of the car, Hannah out (who is still asleep) and try to get them inside. The door that is suppose to be for w/c's I couldn't get in , it was to hard, so someone came out to help. Got inside and told them I was looking for my daughter , who had to be married by now. It turned out that they were behind and we were able to see it. Fred cried during the whole thing. Then I had to go back to Bally's. This time I had to park way out in the parking lot. My parking spot was gone. Put Fred in the w/c, Hannah on his lap ( who was still asleep) This time I had to go down four floors in the elevator then down the long hall to the other elevator, down the one floor , out to the court yard and then down the two ramps, which I would slid down with the w/c because of my shoes. Pantyhose still falling down and the slip working up. I got to the ramp in Bally's , got Fred and Hannah up that, up the elevator to our room . The first thing I did was get rid of those panty hose which by now were almost to my knees. I did get a pretty good night sleep the night before we left to come home. I stopped to get gas, and when I came out of the gas station , Fred had gotten in my seat to drive, I told him he couldn't drive , he wasn't on the insurance anymore. He wanted to know when I took him off the insurance ( he was the one that told me to do it) So he got upset with me , because I wouldn't let him drive, so all the way home I heard how I didn't think he could do anything anymore and that he wanted to sell our plots and he'd find someone else to take care of him. So this is what my trip to Vegas was like. I was hoping I would of gotten to meet Dr. Ray and his Wife , but things didn't work out that way. AT least we made the wedding, but boy did I have to work for it. Just another day in the life of me. Hugs VeraIf you do not wish to belong to shydrager, you may unsubscribe by sending a blank email to shydrager-unsubscribe

[Guest guest]

Oh Vera: You certainly know how to describe a trip to Las Vegas--one with

far too many problems. That you should live to report it is a miracle in

itself, I think. We are happy that your daughter got married and that you

all got to see it. We wish you a lot of serenity, and a life without all

those crises. Lou ReynoldsAt 02:32 AM 7/7/2002 -0400, you wrote:

>Belinda:

>You wouldn't believe my Vegas trip. We didn't know till the Friday before

>that we'd be able to go for sure. The doctor had to ok the trip for Fred. I

>was trying to get everything ready for the trip and have the house clean , so

>I'd come back to it all clean. Fred was up early Saturday, so I started

>cleaning at 6 am , only Fred been having some mood swings and got mad at me

>for doing it, so didn't get all that I wanted done , done. Sunday morning I

>was still trying to get things packed for the trip, we were leaving on this

>day. Fred wanted to help, so I told him he could get the food ready to take.

>I came in just as he was about to fill the bag with ice and he didn't have

>the drinks in yet, so I asked him about it. All I said was " what about the

>drink's? " that set him off. Told me I didn't think he could do anything and

>all the way to Vegas I heard " You seem like a nice person , but you have the

>devil in you " , Then when we got to Vegas I had a room for us at Bally's. Not

>the place to take someone that has a wheel. Bally's has no parking lot, they

>share one with Paris. So I had to take Fred in his w/c to the elevator, down

>three floor's , out of the elevator and down a long hall to get to another

>elevator that would take us down another floor to a court yard, there you

>have to go to the right past all these little shops, down one ramp, past some

>more shops, down another ramp and past some more shop's and finelly you get

>to Bally's, then you have to go across Bally's to the other side of it ,up a

>ramp to get to where you check in. Once we checked in , I had to go to

>another elevator to the eight floor to our room, all this just to get Fred

>in the room. After that I had to go back to the car and get all our stuff and

>bring it back to the room. When I was getting Fred ready for bed, he was in

>the restroom and slipped and hit the back of the tolet tank. It was lucky I

>was there I stopped him from hitting it hard. I got him to bed and about 2:30

>am he woke up and couldn't breath. So I started giving him breathing

>treatments. He still couldn't breath right so he wanted to go outside to get

>some fresh air, so I had to get him dress, me dress and before I took him

>down the eight floor's , I went into the bathroom to find the floor all wet,

>our tolet us broke and water was coming out of it, So I took Fred down the

>eight floors and outside to get some fresh air, then I went in to report the

>tolet. The woman at the desk had someone come to the room to check the tolet.

>Well It turned out that the whole tolet had to be replaced, by now it was 4

>am and they put us in the room across the hall. So I had 2 hours sleep after

>driving 4 hours. This was also the day that was getting married. They

>were getting picked up at 4pm downstairs and I was going to take Hannah and

>Fred in my car to the chapel. So just before 4pm they came with Hannah. Fred

>was in the bathroom having problems with his bowels, Hannah hadn't taken a

>nap, so she wanted to be picked up and by then I was trying to get Fred

>dress( wedding is at 4:30pm) Hannah is hanging onto my leg, not wanting to

>let go, I'm trying to get Fred dress with her attached to my leg. I finelly

>put Hannah on the bed to get the rest of Fred dress. Well she fall's asleep.

>I'm dress, but in a dress, pantyhouse and a slip that I hadn't woren in 8

>years. I get Fred in the w/c , Hannah on his lap sound asleep, by now it's

>4:30pm and I should be at the chapel. I go down the eight floors , down the

>first ramp and by now I found out that the pantyhose I hadn't woren for all

>these years won't stay up , so they are fallen while I'm trying to hurry,

>then the slip is working it's way up. I'm trying to pull the pantyhose up and

>the slip down while pushing the w/c, come to the first ramp in the court yard

>,and I have to go up them , Here I am trying to get the w/c up with Fred in

>it and Hannah (270lbs with both) My shoes a sliding as I'm trying. Here I had

>a man try to help, then I come to the next ramp which is the same thing, I

>have to go up and still having problems with the pantyhose and slip. Get up

>that ramp , get to the elevator go up the one floor down the long hall and

>then to the other elevator to go the three floors and then to the car. Get

>Hannah in the car seat, Fred in his seat and the w/c in the car. Then I try

>to get in the car and could hardly get in because of my dress. Finelly get to

>the chapel, but by now it's 4:45pm and I'm sure we missed the wedding. Get

>Fred out of the car, Hannah out (who is still asleep) and try to get them

>inside. The door that is suppose to be for w/c's I couldn't get in , it was

>to hard, so someone came out to help. Got inside and told them I was looking

>for my daughter , who had to be married by now. It turned out that they were

>behind and we were able to see it. Fred cried during the whole thing. Then I

>had to go back to Bally's. This time I had to park way out in the parking

>lot. My parking spot was gone. Put Fred in the w/c, Hannah on his lap ( who

>was still asleep) This time I had to go down four floors in the elevator then

>down the long hall to the other elevator, down the one floor , out to the

>court yard and then down the two ramps, which I would slid down with the w/c

>because of my shoes. Pantyhose still falling down and the slip working up. I

> got to the ramp in Bally's , got Fred and Hannah up that, up the

> elevator to

>our room . The first thing I did was get rid of those panty hose which by now

>were almost to my knees. I did get a pretty good night sleep the night before

>we left to come home. I stopped to get gas, and when I came out of the gas

>station , Fred had gotten in my seat to drive, I told him he couldn't drive ,

>he wasn't on the insurance anymore. He wanted to know when I took him off the

>insurance ( he was the one that told me to do it) So he got upset with me ,

>because I wouldn't let him drive, so all the way home I heard how I didn't

>think he could do anything anymore and that he wanted to sell our plots and

>he'd find someone else to take care of him. So this is what my trip to Vegas

>was like. I was hoping I would of gotten to meet Dr. Ray and his Wife , but

>things didn't work out that way. AT least we made the wedding, but boy did I

>have to work for it.

>

>Just another day in the life of me.

>

>Hugs Vera

>

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[Guest guest]

THEY HAVE HOYER LIFTS IN HOTEL ROOMS??? WONDER IF THEY RENT ELECTRIC

RECLINING WHEELCHAIRS. WOW! THIS IS PROMISING:) JEEZE NEVER HEAR OF

LIFTS IN HOTEL ROOMS.

NANCY M.

Pam Bower wrote:

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> Oh dear Vera, what a horrible experience! Next time stay at Treasure

> Island. We stayed there with a disabled friend and our friend's room even

> had a lift over the bed and in the bathroom. We didn't have a car that time

> so I don't remember how the parking lot was set up but you could always

> drop Fred at the front door and get valet parking. I heard the Mirage and

> Bellagio also was set up the same with those lifts in the handicap rooms.

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> Hugs,

> Pam

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[Guest guest]

Vera, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry reading about your trip. I am

pasting your picture in my book of heroes. Debbie

[Guest guest]

Vera, I forgot to mention that when I went with my parents to a hotel in the

Catskills for my mom's 70th birthday, she was in a wheelchair. In order to

get anywhere, we had to wheel all around the hotel, including outside, in

and out of parts of the hotel I am sure others never found out existed. We

were lucky the weather was good all weekend for the outside part of the run.

Some of these places are totally inaccessible. Also, they put us in the

basement (their " handicap " room was there--my parents had a leak, too, and

had to move).

Before these places open, they should stick the owner's spouse in a

wheelchair and make the owner wheel him or her around. Debbie