Thank goodness those awful circulation cuffs are out of my life. The damn things literally wore the hair off of my lower calves (why bother to shave before the bandage comes off, though perhaps the bandage will rip off the hair growing under it?) MOM is trying to figure out a way to do some adaptive reuse, maybe set up a system of tubes and manual pumps that the cuffs could be attached to and squeeze and pump a steady supply of booze or maybe some annoyingly viscous substance like ketchup from one location to another.