I like having stairs! I feel much further away from the rest of the world when I'm upstairs! 
I like stairs, but my hips, knees and ankles don't! So it's either find a place with space for an eventual lift because I will lose my ability to go up them or find a bungalow. I'd rather have the latter

We picked our car because it has space for a wheelchair or scooter in the boot. Much like what Lyonaria is dealing with, it's a life of necessity when you know it's coming. Best to plan while you can.
Our train home was cancelled so we are now spending an hour on a crowded bus. I am so glad this is the last time this will happen. I'm so done with public transport and not being able to breathe. It's going to take a month to recover from this trip between his mother intentionally serving food she knew I was allergic to and all the people wearing gallons of scent.