Easier Said ... Than Done
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/@GeeGranny on Twitter
Yesterday, I wanted to get out of the house. I rode with Skip to Walmart to pick up a few things. It was easier said than done.
Normally, I would just go get into the pickup, Expedition ... and I'd be ready to go. Not so easy ... 'now'.
'Now' ... I have to think things out ahead of time. I am on crutches ... and like when it's raining I need to think before I take a step.
If one isn't careful ... a crutch can cause one to slip, fall ... that would be a bad thing. I found that out at Walmart. They don't have rugs on the floor when you enter ... my crutch slipped. Thankfully, I was being careful. I can't stand anymore pain!
I made it to the electric shopping cart. Did I say how grateful I am that such things exist? I am! It made keeping up with Skip good. I was afraid I would be embarrassed to ride one of the carts ... I found that I'm not at all.
I can say the only thing I wish for is a place to keep one's leg straight ... I did ride in a lot of pain. But ... at the same time I felt so happy to be out of the house, doing something I love to do. So, I'm not complaining at all.
I notice most people go out of their way to be nice, helpful. I'm so glad because I know there are many people who are permanently disabled who have to use the electric shopping carts, crutches, and wheelchairs and all sorts of things. I'm glad to know ... most people will treat them good.
I will say that in this new journey of mine ... I've seen two rude women who stepped in line in front of me ... just like I wasn't there. I wonder how many people do that to people who are disabled? Act like they aren't there?
Well, the first time it happened, I did speak softly and tell the woman that I thought the line began behind me. It completely pissed the woman off. I really wished I hadn't said anything. So, the second time it happened ... I didn't say anything. Shame on the women ... I'm going to get better ... but, what about the people who won't get better?
I have to cancel the appointment with the orthopedic doctor tomorrow. That's because no one has been forthcoming with the insurance information ... a doctor won't touch me unless I have that information ... or hundreds of dollars to pay up front.
I made the appointment thinking by that time tomorrow ... the restaurant would come up with the info I need. In the future ... I will remember the extra pain I've been in since October 3rd. No one has had any mercy on me ... I have suffered.
I find it difficult to come out of the house to the porch. There's a step just outside the door. I have a time going down it ... onto the porch. Then, there are 3 steps to get down from the porch ... I have another time going down them.
My whole life is affected by this accident ... going to bed is difficult for the pain. Just to get up into bed can make me begin crying. I don't do it out loud ... if Skip is home, he becomes upset seeing me suffer. I want him to know everything will be alright. I'm like that about him. It's because we are so close ... we feel each other's pain. We speak each other's thoughts.
Getting out of bed ... same thing. It's very hard to move a leg with a broken knee cap, gracious. Sometimes, I can't help but, to cry out ... I try not to. Did I say some things are easier said ... than done?
Note by this Author:
My whole life has been affected by my accident on October 03, 2015. I still need medical attention ... hopefully this week I will find out what I need to begin getting it. Today is October 11th.
When I share my new journey with you ... know that I don't complain at all. I tell you how it feels ... I can't complain. Why can't I complain? Because I'm a 16 year cancer survivor ... and I've faced death since ... I'm so thankful to be here!
I'm so grateful to be alive ... I really try to make the best of what Life puts before me. I try to learn from every experience ... when I walk in others' shoes I know what they go through ... when they become my shoes. This way I know first-hand what they go through. When I am well ... I will be one of the first people to help someone when I'm out and about. I will know what to look for. I am still learning.
It's easier to say something now ... than to do it. If I want a drink of water ... I go through a lot to get it. I don't just get up, go get it like I did, before. To go to the bathroom, take a bath ... neither is easy to do 'now'. I'm grateful that in the long run ... I manage to get it all done ... no matter how painful.
Do I feel sorry for myself? Oh no, I never do that no matter what! I try to recover from the shock of something happening and deal/cope with what's in front of me. This is no different. I'm going to come out on top of it all.
Photo/true story owned, written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
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