So this post isn't particularly horsey - but it has implications for helping me stay active with the ponykins while I heal from this stupid broken leg.
This week brought some very positive developments for my mobility. My grandfather has been struggling with soft tissue problems in his feet and just recently received clearance to start walking again. Given the chronic nature of his issues, he actually purchased one of these knee scooter things, and very generously 'passed the torch' to me now that he's back on his feet again.
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| scoooooooooterrrrrr!!!!!!!!!! |
This is.... man, how to describe? This is soooo amazing to me. The difference it makes in the general quality of my work day (bc it lives in the office) is unreal. UNREAL.
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| the joy this picture brings me.... immeasurable! |
The beauty is not just that it replaces the evil crutches (my wrists/triceps/entire body are hugely grateful!) - but it also allows me to distribute weight through my injured leg down to the knee, rather than carrying my entire weight on one single supporting limb. Which had begun to feel the burden.
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| finally gave up on cute footwear for the unaffected limb |
The scooter also has a basket - immensely useful for carrying things (I have lidded vessels for water and coffee - yay for fetching my own caffeine fix!) - tho it lacks a bell (for now muahaha).
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| dear NSAIDS - let me count the ways i love thee! |
Oooh, and it's FAST. I seriously just zip right on along on this thing. I know some people say that crutches can be pretty fast bc of how much they can lengthen your stride... but seriously, fuck those crutches. This scooter wins everything, and as such is a very fitting shade of blue.
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| hm, yep i think i see the problem! |
For now the scooter is living just at the office. I'm using my truck as my daily driver since obviously my clutch foot is incapacitated, rendering my nice little city-friendly sedan unusable at present. And the idea of getting this scooter thingy in and out of the truck's cab (bc there's no way I'd leave it in the bed to get stolen, cap or no cap) seems challenging even tho it folds up. Tho I reserve the right to change my mind about that later.
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| this is me sitting in the doorway to my apt. i may or may not have laid down and cried a little bit after taking this picture |
It's definitely not getting into my home tho. No way. As previously mentioned I live on the 3rd floor, with a fairly narrow stair case (that spirals at the top, natch). The stairs are actually surprisingly navigable, thank god - but I can't really carry anything up or down them. At least once I'm up there, getting around isn't too bad.
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| ahhh but cats. cats make everything better! (also nfl, which is on the laptop screen but didn't come through in the pic) |
I've been very home-bound since this injury (aside from work) for a variety of factors (including the availability of good parking spots for my truck in early vs. late evening). But the pain from the crutches (and knowing that if I overdo it on just one day, I'll pay the price for the following week... ugh) has been maybe the biggest issue.
So getting me off those crutches for hours at a time will hopefully allow for the soreness and inflammation elsewhere to dissipate more quickly - thus making the time I *do* spend on the crutches (like when I'm at the barn) more bearable. Thank god for miracles on wheels!!!