Announcement , Of Sorts

I no longer have an open walker next to my bed.

I haven't used it, per se, for three weeks. Up till today, it had two purposes -- to serve as a crutch rest, and to hold a cloth bag which has the reacher I use to pick up stuff. I still use a crutch, but not to walk around inside the house, so I moved that one over by the bookcase (the other one is against the wall next to the stairs; I use it when I leave the house). The reacher, unfortunately, I still need, so the walker is still around. Partially collapsed, holding the reacher's bag. For now.

And, I'm more-or-less walking. Okay, thats a bit of a stretch. Its more like 'I'm walking with a noticeable limp', as distinct from 'I'm hobbling', which was last week's story. I attribute the change (including the ability to do that damned legs raise; badly, but I can do it) to that exercise I found. I may be kidding myself, it may well have happened anyway, it may be pixies, who the hell knows. I can do it -- and thats what counts.

Maybe I will be through with crutches by the end of the month. And then I could retire the walker to the garage or someplace, along with the crutches. Wouldn't that be nice?