Today I am going to praise my husband for a change. When we moved into this house, the master bedroom was on the main floor, which we wanted. The master bath was nice with the usual tub/shower combination. Since I have a hard time lifting my legs to get in and out of the tub to shower, we decided to change the tub/shower into just a shower.
Let me just say that my husband can do and fix anything. If he doesn’t know, he will learn. Our house in NY was a total renovation, from 800 sf to 2000 sf and he did most of it by himself. He did plumbing, electrical, laid floors, installed cabinets, insulation, installed siding on the whole house, and did all the tiling for 3 bathrooms, painted, you name it, he did it. The design and design choices were mine. I did quite a lot of painting and staining of molding.
When we did the master bath in NY, we already knew we would be moving, so I settled on some nice tile that was on sale. I didn’t get the dream tile I really wanted. For this master bath I was able to choose the tile I really wanted and used all handicapped bars/rails, even the toilet paper holder, that were safe for me to pull myself up on. He put a seat in the shower so I wouldn’t have to bring in a shower seat. It came out beautiful! Every time I’m in there, I marvel how pretty it is and most of all how I don’t need help getting in and out! See pictures below.
He has also took out the stairs from garage into the house and made the risers shorter to help me because I had problems raising my legs that high. He does stuff like that to help me and I appreciate all of it very much. Another reason that it is so hard to leave. Is all of this worth having no physical love or mental connection? That is my continuous dilemma.
The tile is green glass
