Today I ran into an old friend from High School at the local TJ's. The last time we saw one another, I was using my cane to get around and she was working there. Today, I was in my wheelchair and my husband was pushing me around in the store as we hunted for suitable noms. I saw my old friend and said hey! and when she turned around, it was obvious shock on her face. She asked how I was and what was with the wheels, so I briefly explained that my conditions had deteriorated in the past few years. After a very awkward few moments, we said goodbye and I rolled back to the man. Since I don't go out very often (aside from visits to my Mommala and Gran's house), I forget sometimes that others aren't used to seeing me in Good 'Ol Jack Burton*, so there is always a moment of discomfort. I'm glad it happened, though, because it was a lesson to be gentle and pleasant, calm and cheerful in these situations. It seemed to make it easier on her, and on me as a result.
* Good 'Ol Jack Burton is the name of my wheelchair (each one I've had, actually). If you've ever seen "Big Trouble in Little China", you'll know who I mean and if not - go rent it this week. 80's cheesy kung-fu action with Kurt Freakin' Russell.
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