It's funny you say this because we actually have done this to a degree. One of the big things was moving my K-cup brewer to a lower table in the dining room where I can brew my coffee whenever I want. We also put a Brita water dispenser on the center island, facing out, so I can get water for drinking (a stack of plastic cups beside it) and the coffee pots whenever I want. My husband leaves a LOT of stuff on the island which I can drive my new wheelchair totally around, which helps a LOT. Our silverware is in a drawer in the island and I can get that from my chair or with only a few steps from the preparation area. It's hard to keep everything on the counter/island but we do things as we think of them.robysue wrote: As far as the kitchen stuff goes: I wonder if there's any way that you and hubby could reorganize things in the kitchen to make it easier for you. Obviously you can't do the reorganizing yourself, but maybe if the two of you put your heads together while actually looking at the current kitchen organization, some small changes might occur to you, and even small changes might make it easier for you to independently get yourself a bite to eat when you want to.
For example, maybe you could simply store some of the most commonly needed items on the kitchen counters: If there's always a mixing bowl (or two) and a storage container (or two) on the kitchen counters, that saves you a few steps and some reaching and grabbing for things that are stored in the cabinets.
We also try to keep things that I want to the RIGHT side of the refrigerator so I can grab them from my wheelchair. We don't always make it (you can't keep EVERYTHING on the right) but things they know I might want when I'm alone -- mostly to the right hand side.
Again, if anyone has made any suggestions that I haven't addressed, please forgive me. My doctor upped my dose of Metformin and I'm having a horrendous time adjusting (between that and the complete change in diet). My system is so messed up and I am so sick to my stomach, plus not keeping food in my system. I'm hoping I will adjust and be okay in a few weeks, but for now, I am one very miserable and unhappy camper. Not sleeping worth a crap either, but I can't deal with everything at once, you know?