This past Friday I received a check. It wasn’t a paycheck or a winning lottery check, it was a reality check. It was a real slap in the face kind off reality check for me. Friday was the day I needed to take my son to Tucson for his transfer student orientation at the University of Arizona. Thursday evening I had begun a nasty flare in my left leg. It was painful to move it or walk on it. I took my usual pain meds at bedtime and prayed for the flare to go away as quickly as it had showed up. After a fitful night of sleep I awoke to a still painful leg. I wasn’t sure just how I was going to make the drive down to Tucson much less make it through the day, but I was bound and determined to muddle through somehow. Well, muddle through I did. Even though every step was excruciating. About halfway through the day my oldest son and I had stopped at the Jack in the Box up the street from the university to have a root beer float while we waited for my youngest son to complete his orientation. As we were getting up to leave I nearly fell down as my leg gave way to the pain. I needed help from my son to get down the embankment to the car. Reality sunk in. It’s time to get that cane I have been dreading. The reality is there are days when I am going to need it. Forget about what others might think, forget about how I will look or feel using an assistive device such as a cane. Reality of the matter is I do need it.
So I am going shopping. Not for a new dress, not for a new handbag, shoot not even for a new car. I am going shopping for a cane. Hmmm…. I wonder if they have one in Hello Kitty pink???