As I was walking and dragging my walker across the room, I thought this isn’t easy. This is a hard life. This takes guts. For many chores I need help and help isn’t always available.
Of course I can do much myself
The first part of the day I have no problem. But later I get too tired to keep getting and down from my chair. If I am sitting in the living room and I want another cookie which is in the kitchen – forget about it. It takes too much effort.
Throughout the day I take little pauses before I get up. How many minutes, or even houses do I waste on these pauses
As I said before, this is not an easy life. Fellow cripples of the world, I salute you for persisting, for carrying on.