Update: Getting ready for Nana’s return
As I mentioned in the previous post, I wanted to test the ramp using Jerry as a Nana-surrogate.
Using the "transfer chair" that we got after Donna’s mom died, I easily pushed Jerry down the ramp. No slippage, no lose of control. Then I turned the chair around and pushed him back up. I had to push down on the, umm, wheelie lever thingie in the back to lift up the front wheels to go over the edge of the plywood (I had put a 45 degree angle on it, which was the most I could do with my circular saw, but it wasn’t enough). Other than that, no problem at all. And that wasn’t a real problem.
At least for me.
Then I thought, well, Jerry & I won’t always be around. Can the ladies do it? So I asked Karen to try.
First she pushed Jerry down the ramp. The chair started to get away from her and she (and the chair) was moving pretty fast by the time she hit the bottom.
Hmm…
Then she turned the chair around and headed back up. First problem - her flip-flops slipped on the garage floor (we’ve got some type of semi-gloss paint on the garage floor which can be incredibly slippery if at all wet). Then she had trouble pushing the chair over the plywood lip. After she pushed Jerry about two-thirds up the ramp, her shoes were slipping and she got very concerned, "Doug! Take the wheelchair!" (But, as a social scientist, I can’t interfere with what I am observing, can I?)
So, it seemed imperative to put the anti-skid material on the ramp - plus on the garage floor. Also, I needed a smoother transition from the floor to the ramp.
Back to Lowe’s…
I picked up a gallon of "Skid-Not" skid resistant coating. ("Skid resistant"? Don’t commit much, huh?) I also bought a 3" wide piece of flat steel bar and a couple anti-skid adhesive backed strips.
Here’s how it now looks:
It’s hard too tell, but the surface of the ramp IS actually rough. We couldn’t try it out, though. The paint isn’t dry yet…
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention… Not only did I do this stuff, I also moved the mailbox to the other side of the road. Lots of digging in the mid 90’s. Whew. By the time I finished building the ramp yesterday, I was smellin’ like an old goat. And THEN I worked on the table saw. The garage cools down much more slowly than the outside does…
Oh well, off to the Bahamas tomorrow…
(Which means I’ll be in an airport or airplane when Nana comes home. And for the rest of the week. But, she’ll have so many family members around, she probably won’t notice my absence. Heck, if she can just get through the first day of Dyson’s gabber….)








