Crutches. The definition of a crutch is a prop or a support. Now, if I were standing still, this would be completely appropriate. However, crutches do not seem to be designed for movement or what we bi-peds call walking . The suction cups at the bottom of each stick seem to be as only as effective as the strength in which his/her stick is firmly planted into the ground. If I were to press the suction cup diligently on the sidewalk or pavement, it would be likened to me to attempt to glue my foot to the ground with each step. This means each attempt to move forward would take me…………(I’m counting….) A LONG TIME! So, if you are following my logic, each step REQUIRES me to have my crutch stick to the ground OR guess what? It’s NOT stable.
The next issue of stability stems from the ability to press the crutch pad into one’s side so as to erase any option of the top of the crutch to slide, hence becoming UNstable.
Now, one can see that each and every step requires much work. I feel like I’m swinging a golf club each time I take a step. Each little movement requires much deliberation. The process goes: Right, left, crutch pad squeeze; right crutch forward, suction cup plant; left crutch forward, suction cup plant, squeeze squeeze right, left, crutch pad squeeze, right crutch suction cup plant; left crutch suction cup plant; Repeat. And so it goes. And so it goes. To soften the “squeeze” part, I have wound some lovely pink and white thermal socks (to match my pink cast of course!) around the crutch pad for extra padding. Has it helped? Eh.
The bright side? The coffee solution.
Dilemma: How will I carry my coffee? The rest of my supplies fit nicely into my backpack. Even my water bottle. But my delicious hot cinnamon flavored coffee? This warm concoction cannot fit nicely into my backpack! Solution: My Starbucks coffee thermos mug ! Brilliant! It screws tight AND has a neat little plug for the drinking hole…Solved. It’s a beautiful thing.
For every cloud there IS a silver lining, even if under my arms are fiery red and singing, “oohch!” with every little step.
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