Dusting off my wheelchair.

 

Last week my knees both popped out as I was gingerly walking up the passage to answer the door.

I can't tell you how painful it was, but what I can say is that it reduced me to tears and I am not a woman given to crying.

As you probably know, I have ligament damage to both knees which due to co-morbidities, they cannot be repaired.

Chris immediately brought me my walker and after getting my breath back, I limped to the kitchen table and sat down.

It's now the final straw in the pain stakes. With heart and lung issues, plus severe fibromyalgia and polymyalgia rheumatica, and now my latest challenge, lymphoedema, it all became too much.

I have my wheelchair in the garage. I havent used it much but it will have to be used now. My mobility aid scooter is OK but I cant take it into the shops.

Chris read my thoughts and is out in the garage, dusting off my wheelchair...