Walker - Be Gone!

I've officially tossed my walker...my good and steady friend over the past month. I had a basket on the front, and had taken to storing lots of stuff there, so I admit I will miss this junk collector. I had harbored a hope that if I had put an empty yogurt container in it, that I might have had the experience that Lew Feldstein did when he had a yogurt container on his crutches, and have someone put a dollar in it. Oh well....

So now I am a speed demon on my cane, tearing up the streets several times a day. Cars tremble at the sound of me tick-ticking down the street. Dogs run inside and hide. And I'm sure the locals peek at me from behind their curtains..wondering who this strange woman is with all that equipment around her middle. Actually, my parents road is very quiet, so usually the only ones I encounter are lots of chipmunks. I could use a bit more excitement.

The cards and gifts keep coming. Over the past few days, I've tackled the wonderful gift basket that my coworkers gave me before I left. There are about 100 well wishes all wrapped in ribbons...some personal messages, some cartoons, some inspirational quotes or poems. Some especially clever person wrote some haiku for me, but remains anonymous. One of my favorites:

Scoliosis, huh?

Sponsored by the letter S

Surgery, pain free

What fun...going through that pack. Here's my own haiku:

Recuperation

A beautiful thing, done right

So good for the soul.

Ellen