Crutch Time

I recently graduated from using a cane for 8 or 9 years to using a Canadian Crutch (just one). My body is quite sore trying to get used to the added weight and movement.  After asking someone that has had to use one for about 15 years it's to be expected. Had to swallow a lot of pride to just use the cane but going to the crutch is even more daunting. More noticeable, louder, and mechanical. I hate it because I see the different looks people give me. More people open doors for me and just overall looks of sadness. I HATE IT! I have just got to come to grips with it though. Show people I function still. Don't get me wrong, people are great but I am capable of most things and just don't want to be labeled. Some would love all the help and I DO appreciate it... but I provide for my family and want to be able to do stuff on my own.

-- someone just posted this on my face book and it helped to have a different perspective other then that Which was drenched in male pride.

"Maybe a different way to look at it....I was once on crutches for several weeks, right before Christmas, in icy weather. It was SO difficult. So yes, when I see someone on crutches, I step out of the way, open the door,make eye contact, etc....but it isn't pity-it is respect It is my way of saying" Man, that is hard work!  Let me lighten it a bit for you for a minute, brother." Because I can, and because someone else did for me once."

I feel much better. Thank you. I guess blogging Is therapeutic!