There are two things a one-legged person really ought to own, whether he likes it or not…
Technically I owned these, but I left them out in the weather when I moved into the Interim Lair eleven years ago. I was aware that it made no sense, but it was an emotional decision. Having spent months without any prosthesis in the past, I just really (really really) hated crutches. For years I carried them around from home to home, entombing them in the back of one closet or another, then when I moved into the boonies and really needed the backup I left them to rot in the sun.
Ironically, now that I have a ground-floor bedroom where I can crash to read in the evening, I’ve found myself wanting to take the leg off and be comfortable – but leaving it on because I also wanted to be able to use the kitchen and bathroom. And it occurred to me a couple of times, “Maybe I should do something about those crutches.”
Years ago the crutches got relegated to Landlady’s barn, but last weekend she cleaned out a bunch of junk and the crutches ended up on the pile. Looked at them a couple of days ago during chicken chores, then picked them up and stashed them in the Jeep. Bought some pads and tips for them yesterday while I was in the drug store on other business, and cleaned and refurbished them this morning.
I’m really overdue for prosthesis problems, it only makes sense even though I still dislike them intensely.