Charles just doesn't "find" his walker. He pulls it to him from across furniture, etc. I always say "find your walker" because he also picks it up and I call that the flying walker.
Last night I came home and there was a hole in the living room drywall and another near a chair. I asked and he finally admitted to falling but not hurting himself, thank god. He didn't admit to the walker grab and by looking at the way the hole was situated I know it was the walker.
I can't be there all day to say "find the walker" so I go to work nervous and afraid. I have help in the a.m. and at lunch.
Just venting but any feedback will be welcome.