honestly, I’ve never felt as useless as I have the past 2 months.
It’s a thought that never crossed my mind until I had to think about it. When you lose the ability to use one of your vital limbs, you’ve got to make up for it with your other limbs, which means you can’t use your other limbs as you usually do? I guess you’ve got to sacrifice somewhere to use it elsewhere. Which meant a simple task such as holding a glass of water whilst walking, is now impossible.
maybe I’m being a bit melodramatic, but it definitely has put things into perspective for me. I am grateful I will recover, I will walk again. I just need a bit of time to recover. I’m learning to walk again, one step at a time.
I am especially sympathetic to those who have to face these hardships and frustrations every day. I will be especially attentive to those who will appreciate that little extra help: I will ask for an available seat for the lady with a ‘baby on board’ badge on the tube, I will offer my arm for the older man crossing the road at his own pace, I will offer my help to people on crutches, as I am able-bodied, and the most able to help.