Walk like Long John Silver....

I'm beginning to think I will never walk properly again.  Of course, I'm just running out of patience.  I want this knee to be rid of the pain and I want to walk without limping and without a cane and I want to go up and down stairs like I used to and to be able to crouch down and sit for a time without putting my leg up.

That is what I want.

What I NEED may be totally different.

Funny how that goes.  We think what we want IS what we need.  So often we are mistaken.

So, I am beginning to fashion my thoughts around folks who walk with a limp and who use a cane to carry some of the load.  Suppose I could get a fancy cane, all shiny and new and slim and fashionable.  But the one I use was my grandmothers and was passed on to my father who used it when he was recuperating from his heart surgery.  Now I have it.  It's wooden with a big rubber end on it to keep me from falling...not pretty at all, but I remember grandma using it always and dad too.  The old wooden cane did them well....and so, it will for me also.  These days, Long John Silver has my sympathy. Arrrrrrrrrrrgh matey!!!

We visited a bit with brothers-in-law and a sister-in-law today.  She announced she is now 80 and couldn't believe it herself!  She has lost over 100 pounds since I saw her last year and dementia has set in but we chatted and I attempted to help her in our conversation to remember people and words when she struggled hard to find the right ones.  I sensed her frustration.

Life continues on and I continue to be thankful at the end of each day that I am not worse off than I am.  So many folks are suffering badly.  How could I even complain!

And my lilies continue to bloom....the last one today.  The roses and carnations too....

So much to enjoy....so little time....:)