You might be interested in seeing my new ride. For sure, it’s not what I ordered for Christmas!
The day before Thanksgiving, I developed a sudden and unexplained catch in my sacroiliac, or somewhere there-about. It got progressively worse until I was finally confined to bed this entire week.
I am allowed a few outings in my new suped-up walker – a loaner from Brenda. I told her NOT to bring that thing into my house, but she did anyway. And you know what, it’s been a Godsend I’m ashamed to say.
This morning, I was cruising into my dressing room and caught a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror over my tub. There, walking through the door was the image of my late grandmother. Oh my gosh. When did this happen?
I know one thing for sure. When this “condition” heals, I will return the walker and get me some crutches. Then, I can say I had a skiing accident. A walker just doesn’t send out the right message.