Some things are tough on one leg, but that’s life. At least you are around to do most everything for yourself in spite of a disability. It happens to the best of us and we get over it and move on. In the beginning during my recovery, however, I wanted to challenge myself to see if there was anything I could not do. I wanted to be triumphant and conquer my domain. I wanted to use every resource in the book to survive my accident and live a normal life. In short, I wanted control.

Control of my surroundings included cooking and food prep in a kitchen transformed to my needs where I could access pots and pans and place them in or on the stove according to my recipe. It included bathing in an expanded bathroom to accommodate a wheelchair. It finally included cleaning the house from top to bottom including the garage, patio, driveway and other things outside. Okay, sometimes I had to cheat a little and get help from friends, but more often than not I could find some cool device to lend me a non-human hand.

Such is the case with the pressure washer I bought to bring cleanliness to a super high level in my home. I have to admit I had not heard of one and got the idea online. I wanted a masterful machine that could tackle heavy jobs since I could not do any elbow grease. I have a robot vacuum that is a marvel to behold, so why not a way to blitz walls and floors with a hearty stream of intense water.

The first time I held that nozzle in my hand, I was transfixed. It gushed wildly out of control, but I soon tamed it and put it to good use. You can use such a washer in a wheelchair even. You can push it with one hand (it is on cute little wheels), and spray with the other. You have to pull out just the right amount of hose and set the soap dispenser to open. If you are working in one spot, just plug it in and rev up the motor, and you are set to degrease the worst garage floor.

It found it rather fun actually and kept looking for more projects. I took on the sidewalk, which was a no man’s land, and the backyard shed along with anything else in sight that had a speck of dirt on it. The neighbors were all there watching, but did not dare to join in. This thing I had working on my own, and it was going well.

So, my friends, and those with disabilities in particular, you can do it yourself and set yourself tasks. Just like you always did. You can take on any household chore. Sometimes I think I take on way too much, but that is another personal story. Meanwhile, get the right equipment, go for a good pressure washer if you want, get some rest, and attack the problem head on, with the nozzle that is.