Wrong is sometimes right
Sometimes it's wonderful to be wrong, as it was this afternoon. I was fussing with my new-to-me walker and bumped into something. Voilá! It does fold after all! All my mobility problems are solved now. I want to add some storage space - that will be fun, sort of nesting into my new conveyance.
Steve took this photo of Demi, me and Brix after we returned from a walk around the block. This is the best gift anyone could have given me at this time, I really need the boost to get around more easily. I can't drive right now - the wrong kind of drugs - but I can at least walk - and the walking will be an issue even after I begin driving again.
Steve took this photo of Demi, me and Brix after we returned from a walk around the block. This is the best gift anyone could have given me at this time, I really need the boost to get around more easily. I can't drive right now - the wrong kind of drugs - but I can at least walk - and the walking will be an issue even after I begin driving again.
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