Rolling in my Buigeetti (you spell it like that?)

Have you ever found yourself in a situation which is not usual for you?
 In July 2013, I was trying to be a good aunty for my darling 27 year old niece, she got into a kinda hot pickle by double booking herself with "house sitting", so we kinda juggled things around, "I" spending a few days at house 1 and "she" at house 2, then we would swop...cool, no problem, until ....yours trully goes to house 2.
Now let me back track for your amusement, house 1 had lots of stairs, and rather steep angled stairs, 5 sets to be exactly, I would use 3 sets of these stairs nightly...down  9 stairs from the bedroom then 11 stairs up to the the level where the toilet/shower was, return to bedroom via same route,  2 to 4 times a night (it happens as you get older, pinching is no option) and no incident happened in the house of many stairs.
House 2, no stairs in the house only 2 on the side of the drive way. A beautiful house.  A beautiful amazing bed with a typical old fashioned feather mattress, heavenly I tell you.  Well on my second morning to work, my foot decided to just skid under me and WHAM  i went down.  Yep, I seriously broke my left leg.

Now, this brings me to rolling about in my Buigeetti (you spell it like that?) , my 4 wheeler, on hire and no not from avis, budget or rent a truck. (and wearing my moonwalker -the support i need to wear day and night, that weighs about 8kgs)

If you are used to getting about using your two feet, think twice next time you see someone rolling in their ferrari, buigeetti or rolls royce.

Oh let me tell you, my 23year old son loves "pushing me around", spinning me in the wheelchair, running down the parking lot at the mall and let me "free willy" till the chair comes to a stop.  Yeah, there is humor in it, but let me tell you I have a new respect for wheelchair bound people, even if its only temporary.  Its the most uncomfortable mode of movement, by the time you get to bed at night your bottom aches, your back aches, your good leg is spasming, your wrists are painful.  How wheelchair bound people do it, I just dont know, and they always smile!

I now think of my dad who had parkinsons disease, a very active man before that, he walked every where.  How did he feel when he was eventually wheelchair bound?  We as a family never really gave it a thought.  How dependant he was on others to get him to the loo on time,  how humiliated he must have felt when he never got their on time.

As I reflect, and yes with some humor, while I find myself dependant on my Buigeetti, I now understand and respect how others feel who daily find themselves bound to and ever so reliant on their wheelchair.

Tonight again, I raise my cuppa coffee to all ......
Never forget to be so greatful that you have two feet to find your way, dont take life for granted.
If you find yourself in a wheelchair, raise your head up high, you are a champion.

Blessings to you.