Ya get in the door ok as you had to push it. You go wait your turn to be called. You sit and as you sit you start to get stiffer. You get called and then you are all set to leave.
You do your straight right leg RA shuffle to the door. You are in high gear... .2 miles an hour, even the snail on the floor slugging is beating you to the door.
You get to the door at top speed, .3 miles an hour, and WHAM! You hit the door and recoil, your whole body tremors like you were a bell that had just been rung. You bounce off the door and stumble back on your "good" leg.
You look at the door and wonder why you did not even budge the heavy glass door. You remember that you neck is stiff and stuck in the semi-down position because you were staring at the floor the whole time you were waiting to be called and you could not look up to see which way the door swung open. Then you notice that the door does not have the little signs, that are at eye level, to tell you to "pull" or "push".
So... after you realize... well.... it is not push. You pull the heavy ass door with all your might and hand grip you can muster. The door finally cracks open just enough for a foot to wiggle thru. You are now in the RA Ballarina show. You then proceed to pull the door with your foot that is on your left "good" leg and then try to wiggle the rest of your body thru to the other side without having to pull on the heavy door anymore. You then some how wiggle your way out and actually facing the door like you are going back in. Hence the RA ballarina show.
Then you are proud of yourself because you made it thru to the other side of the door without anyone elses assistance and you only gave your body one GOOD jolt that shook every aching, swelled, stiff joint in your body. Could have been worse... you could of had to try a 2nd time to get thru the door going in the same direction.
You look around to see if anyone saw the RA ballerina show and no one. Oh... wait there is more...
You look to see where the car is... and you notice your husband and kids laughing at you. But only laughing because you ran into the door and not because of the RA ballerina show you put. Well Joonie, I can always rely on you to brighten my day, been there done that, bought the T-shirt!!!!! Ha ha - thanks for the laugh. Janie. [QUOTE=joonie]
Ya get in the door ok as you had to push it. You go wait your turn to be called. You sit and as you sit you start to get stiffer. You get called and then you are all set to leave.
You do your straight right leg RA shuffle to the door. You are in high gear... .2 miles an hour, even the snail on the floor slugging is beating you to the door.
You get to the door at top speed, .3 miles an hour, and WHAM! You hit the door and recoil, your whole body tremors like you were a bell that had just been rung. You bounce off the door and stumble back on your "good" leg.
You look at the door and wonder why you did not even budge the heavy glass door. You remember that you neck is stiff and stuck in the semi-down position because you were staring at the floor the whole time you were waiting to be called and you could not look up to see which way the door swung open. Then you notice that the door does not have the little signs, that are at eye level, to tell you to "pull" or "push".
So... after you realize... well.... it is not push. You pull the heavy ass door with all your might and hand grip you can muster. The door finally cracks open just enough for a foot to wiggle thru. You are now in the RA Ballarina show. You then proceed to pull the door with your foot that is on your left "good" leg and then try to wiggle the rest of your body thru to the other side without having to pull on the heavy door anymore. You then some how wiggle your way out and actually facing the door like you are going back in. Hence the RA ballarina show.
Then you are proud of yourself because you made it thru to the other side of the door without anyone elses assistance and you only gave your body one GOOD jolt that shook every aching, swelled, stiff joint in your body. Could have been worse... you could of had to try a 2nd time to get thru the door going in the same direction.
You look around to see if anyone saw the RA ballerina show and no one. Oh... wait there is more...
You look to see where the car is... and you notice your husband and kids laughing at you. But only laughing because you ran into the door and not because of the RA ballerina show you put.
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You too?I was not upset with the door or family yesterday. Would not be the first time I have ran into a door in public. Hell... I fell while getting off a moving sidewalk in a crowded airport and broke my elbow and only laughed my ass off about it for what? Almost a month. Yep... did not even know I broke my elbow, it did not hurt just that my arm fell back down every time I tried to brush my hair.
Joonie and Snowowl, if you're OK with your families' reactions, that's the only thing that matters. I guess they're taking their cue from you and how you react. I agree that it would be awful to be made to feel like a cripple and helpless all the time and yes, there are degrees to everything. I feel better knowing you're OK with the way things are. It's hard enough dealing with your physical limitations, I can't imagine having to bear being laughed at too at a time when you needed help. You both have good attitudes in that you know how to see the light side of things. Excellent.