walking
this is as in "oh, how I miss walking!" that kind of appreciation. my ankles hurt. the balls of my feet hurt. my knees sometimes hurt. what I do now is an imitation of walking. many of the motions are the same, but slower, and jerky. I can push myself up into a more or less erect stance, then coax one leg and then the other to take a step. oh, it does make me appreciate walking even like I did it it a coupla (more or less two) weeks ago, but especially walking like I did most of my life. walking was natural and easy, it took me everywhere. well, nearly everywhere. I did ride my bicycle, then my scooter (a Lambretta), I rode in cars, I rode my motorcycle, then my Harley. But mostly I walked. or ran up stairs, or skipped down them two at a time. mostly I walked. it was easy and apparently thoughtless. now it is neither, and I still walk, in the apartment, or down to the car. I walk short distances from the car when we go some place, then I sit down. and now and then, facing a long walk (two or three blocks) from the car to where I'm going, I balk. at Kaiser-Permanente, I borrow one of their wheelchairs. trust me, I really do appreciate walking.
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