Different kind of dancing

[klwilliams]

On Thursday I found myself in a tall building in San Francisco when an announcement came over the loudspeakers: everyone please go down four floors. Yes, I had my walker. Fortunately the stairs were wide, but there were two flights for every floor. People offered to carry my walker for me, but I steadfastly hung onto it. Until I got down four

Comments

[sartorias]

Good on you!

Yeah, he's going to be here Sunday, but I won't be there. I don't need to swelter in the heat just to be the old bat at the back of a gigantic crowd at Huntington Beach pier.

[athenais]

It's too bad. It'd be cool to see you in his video.

[klwilliams]

After I wrote this I tried dancing, and my left knee started to give way immediately. I'm very disappointed, but it's just not in the cards this time.

[mevennen]

Fourteen flights is no joke!

Not me

[goldenmug]

"Also, I'm fat. So my self image just won't let me be the fat lady with the walker who can barely move. I still don't think of myself as that person."

Oh yes, do I empathise with that one. Unfortunately I have family who want pictures of grandchildren+ round the table, which tends to mean pics of me too - usually in my wheelchair, these days. Trouble is it's so much more comfortable to sit at a suitable table inside the thing than in chairs. Not that chairs reduce the it-used-to-be-a-waistline.

Ends up with me looking neither like a grandparent, nor like therealme, which I find disappointing. Surely one or the other should be achievable? Without dying my hair a suitable colour.

Re: Not me

[klwilliams]

Your grandchildren don't care what you weigh, and will treasure the pictures. That's some small consolation, anyway.