After my autumn fall in the tub, Hubby decided it was finally time to act. This week he had the regular old water saving toilet removed and the elongated "comfort high" toilet installed in its place. The problem was finding a toilet seat that would work and not leave spaces of porcelain exposed for either one's thighs or bottom. After several tries we finally found one I could live with, though it still exposes a bit of porcelain on the inside, just not on the outside.
I have to admit I've not yet adjusted to the fact that the toilet meets me way sooner than I'm expecting and I'm surprised by every single visit to the loo. Yet when rising from the johnny, I find my knees are uttering words of thanks for the extra inches they no longer have to rise.
For the tub, Hubby installed two safety handle bars. One is perfect and it really does help in getting out of the tub. The second one, though, he put too far down and it knocks against the back of my head when I sit upright. I have to sit catty-whampus to not get a concussion and kind of slough down into a half prone position. Of course, both bars are toggle bolted to the walls so changing the second one may present a problem. We're still under discussion about it.
I guess as we add safety features to our home to accommodate our dottering conditions I must finally admit we have passed into old codger status. At least, in the bathroom we're going to be safer and more comfortable.