Our downstairs bathroom has had a leaky tap for about 18 months now. It is one of those things that isn't critical and although annoying, it can be lived with. Up until a couple of days ago that's what we did. My husband has a degenerative neuro/muscular disease in which the axons in his nerves are dying off and as a result of that his muscles are wasting so doing any jobs such as changing taps is virtually impossible for him. The leaky tap got worse two days ago to the point that we had to cut the water off to it which left us with just cold water running in the downstairs loo's sink.
He has been prepping himself for the past two days to get it done and this morning he decided was the day. We have had the new taps for about a year now. So with the aid of a kneely stool, a large sponge wedge and a huge pillow he got down on the floor and worked under the sink and got the old taps removed and plumbed in the new ones.
He was exhausted afterwards and will suffer a lot of pain for a few days but he got it done and here they are.
They are beautiful, not only because they are very nice taps but also because they are not dripping.
I love my husband dearly.
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