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The longer I stay at my childhood home, the more details pop and need to be taken care of. I realized I needed another grabbing bar outside of my shower. Not that my shower didn’t have any to begin with: it was designed specifically to meet my needs… When I was six years old and we moved here. Time flies, but grabbing bars are forever relevant.

Security isn’t something to be taken lightly, so Mom bought a new grabbing bar. One day, after I woke up, we tried to decide where exactly to attach it. Mom held it against the wall. I tried exiting the shower and was happy with the height. I then sat on the floor and held my left arm up. “Oh,” said Dad, who passed by to check what’s going on, “You’re trying the ‘I fell down’ scenario?”

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