I drove my car to the store this morning for the fist time in a about three months. I felt like a 16 year old that just got his license. My surgically repaired foot held well enough for me to get there and back and I just need to keep in mind that I need to take baby steps. I do not need to be taking trips to Charlotte or to Myrtle Beach anytime soon but just being able to go to the store is liberating. How sad is that?
The downside to my liberation is the fact that I have to leave Molly behind. I have tried to pass her off as a seeing eye dog but when she is dragging me through the store to the dog treats section, that was a little hard to explain. When I closed the door this morning, I could hear Molly barking her displeasure at being left behind. My liberation comes at a cost.
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