Here is a picture of a Walker. It is not just any walker. It is “the” walker that has been a part of my life since 25 Sep 2018, a little over a month after the accident.
I have had a love/relationship with this thing. It has helped keep me stable and from falling. It has also been a pain in the ass to travel with. Her sister is the wheelchair. But we only travel with it when we go on long trips to the mall and my son ends up pushing me around. It’s quite frustrating.
The walker on the other hand is a part of me for right now. We move around the house together at times.
Today was different. Today I decided that I wanted to try walking without her.
You see, since my hip replacement last week, my hips are uneven. I don’t walk normal. I walk slower and more carefully. I sometimes have to grab onto things. I want to cry.
But, today I brought her along for the ride just in case but ended up leaving her in the truck. I actually drove myself to my doctor appointment and walked right in there slowly and with my head held high.
This may be my new normal. One day I hope to be able to walk evenly. One day I hope to be able to leave the walker at home. One day I hope to be back to the old normal I was used to.
I don’t know if and when that will happen but it’s ok.
Today I went from walker to walking and for that I am thankful.