Thursday, 22 August 2013

Paying the Price for My Vanity

Vanity isn't the only reason I didn't bring my walker to lunch today, but it was a part of it. I feel like I look so much older and sicker with my walker. Then there's convenience. I would rather use the stairs and escalator than go around to the ramp and elevator. There is another reason. My back. I hurt it the other day (ignoring my limits) and didn't think I should lift the walker in and out of the trunk.

So I went to lunch downtown with my cane and had a great visit with my friends from work. After lunch, I stopped to chat with most of them in their offices. I didn't sit down often enough. That's why I should have had the walker, for the seat as much as the handholds.

Before I even got back to my car, I was wiped out and had to stop and sit down. I called my Sweetie on my way home and asked if he wanted me to pick up any groceries for dinner. Then I begged him to say no. I just couldn't face the grocery store. Accelerating and braking were painful. Sigh. By the time I got home I needed to drag myself inside. Straight for the couch.

I suppose that it made matters worse to have taken the dog for a walk, again with cane not walker, this morning. I'm not very bright, am I?

Honestly, There is a bright side to my foolishness. I won't shut myself in the house and wither. My nature is to regularly forget or ignore my limits. I just like to know where they are.

1 comment:

  1. It's understandable that you didn't want to take the walker. And yes, it must be hard to know when too much is too much. Listening to our bodies is sometimes really hard, but I guess that's about all we can do. Hope you got all rested up!