I have become 100% non-ambulatory. I can no longer walk. I "live" in a hospital bed in my living room. My beautiful and kind wife takes good care of me before she goes to work at or about 6:30 a.m., again at or about 11 a.m. for lunch, and again at 3:30 when she get off from work. Her boss and co-worker help her, protect her, cover for her, as she takes me to doctor appointments, and there are qa LOT of those trying to find out why I can not walk.
Should someone, without a key, attempt to kick down my door, they will be shot (hopefully killed) and it will not matter to me if it is a 13 year old kid - who should know better in THIS State or a junkie looking for a home without daylight occupants as this is a bedroom community and few homes are occupied after daylight.
A few months ago I was whole and walking. You do not want to feel helpless but an inability to walk will put you in a whole different place. No getting up to unlock a door, no using the toilet without special equipment and an assist, no taking a shower without special equipment and an assist, no getting your own lunch, etc. Try it yourself. Try not walking for ANYTHING.
This house, built in 1983, was not built for Americans with Disabilities. A 34" wide wheelchair WILL NOT fit through the home's 32" bathroom door. I "translate" from bed to wheelchair by sliding across a polished 8" wide pine board. Chairs need to be nearly flush with one another. Sliding "uphill" is very difficult as is sliding without a towel, as on bare skin...it just does not work.