Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Transportation of the Future

I'm well on my way to becoming a "certified pathetic cripple." While I'd like to say that a skydiving accident will do me in, the fact of the matter is that I'm really just not that cool. No, I'm not going down in a blaze of glory, it's just a bit of surgery that'll leave me casted up and using, no joke, a "knee scooter."

"Oh my, what is that strange-sounding device?" you ask? Well, it's like the edgy sibling in the old folk transportation aid family, complete with pivoting power, hand brakes and a wire basket perfectly sized for holding all my diabetes meds. It's essentially a walker but half the width and ten times the awesome. This thing will allow me to scoot pathetically rather than crutching pathetically. Sweet.

But now that I've resigned myself to the immenent embararssingness of my situation, the important sarotrial questions are creeping up: three wheels or four? What color? Will I be able to wear a stiletto comfortably on my left foot?


Jim said...

Is that you in the photo? Already, you look different.

Lily Q. said...

it is. and i do. it's because i've lost weight and embraced my feminine side. plus, look at that winning smile.