So tonight we had it all planned. Jed would sit in his "jump chair" (sort of like a baby jumper, but don't tell him that) while I watered the plants in the back yard and maybe even had a glass of wine on the back deck. We put him in the chair, It's quite a process of wheeling the chair under a large frame and hooking the seat on to springs. We are usually both tired by the time we get him in it. Then I pull the wheel chair out and he is suspended by the springs and sitting in a "bag seat." That's how it has worked for a year. Tonight we both forgot to hook the upper seat belt and when I pulled the wheel chair out he did a face first flip onto the floor of the deck.
Luckily he wasn't hurt badly, but there he lay. I managed to turn him over, but without Ubaldo making a trip across town (leaving his pasta to overcook) and helping (basically doing it all), Jed would probably have had to spend the night on the deck with the racoons.
Obviously our evening plans changed. This is just a small example of how indebted we are to Ubaldo. He is a constant giver and gives with a kind heart and laughter.