Aunt Florence is back in her apartment--John and a student moved her. I dealt with the chair and scooter issues, but I left John to work on arranging an aide and it didn't get done. I'm also worried that he didn't remind her of the things the physical therapist told her not to do. She isn't willing to accept that she can't keep living exactly the way she was living. And he isn't willing to push her to recognize that. I just worry she will try to do too much and fall again.
I'm going with them to her orthopedist tomorrow because I don't think either of them will push the doctor for the information she needs.