I really am tired of hearing about it, all the chatter that people make as they compare the aches and pains of their bodies. The ouches and bruises of normal activity. Dude if you can run down a hill without falling down then you are my freaking hero - okay!
I wish people understood how extremely luck they are to have bodies that work. I'm often jealous of people who can sit Indian style on the floor or those girls who can lift their leg up behind them to right a shoe. I'd give almost anything to be able to wear really high heels, letting them click on the sidewalk as I strolled down the street.
Last night I went to a fundraiser that my friend played a huge part in organizing. The doors to the elevator down where locked so I had to walk around. Problem - the stairs were under construction and so the only way in was a hill that I could not mange down. So I stood on top of it looking down, wishing my friends would have brought their cell phone. People, strangers, kept asking if I needed help and I gotta tell you my pride, my pride, was completely bruised in having to say yes.
Sometimes the complexities of my life are just not fair. And this is coming from someone who's usually not a complainer regarding such things. But damnit, I would have really liked to have been able to walk down that hill by myself.
in the many years since i've known you this is the first "complaint" i've heard on the subject of your physical challenges, and even so, this is the most realistic venting i've ever read. so i think you're pretty much entitled to whine if you want to! it isn't fair christy, it really isn't.
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