Crutches
Being a cripple is miserable.
It's unbelievably inconvenient. Doing anything takes at least twice as long as it should. You can't carry much. Getting in and out of cars, going up and down stairs, walking on uneven pavement, socks on the carpet ~ all highly hazardous.
My shoulders are sore. My forearms are sore. My ribs are sore.
The toes on the "good" foot cramp up at night.
My condition is temporary (I trust). How my heart goes out to those for whom it's permanent, especially if they're not also young and otherwise healthy!
A few people I've encountered when I've been out and about have been really helpful and gracious. I appreciate it a lot. May I always remember to do the same.
It's unbelievably inconvenient. Doing anything takes at least twice as long as it should. You can't carry much. Getting in and out of cars, going up and down stairs, walking on uneven pavement, socks on the carpet ~ all highly hazardous.
My shoulders are sore. My forearms are sore. My ribs are sore.
The toes on the "good" foot cramp up at night.
My condition is temporary (I trust). How my heart goes out to those for whom it's permanent, especially if they're not also young and otherwise healthy!
A few people I've encountered when I've been out and about have been really helpful and gracious. I appreciate it a lot. May I always remember to do the same.
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