On Mother's Day, I was dancing with my three-year-old grandson and did a little hop and blew out my knee. It had been aggravated and aggravating for a while, but I had thought it was just one more joint pain and took another Advil. This injury was excruciating and called for a trip to emergency care. Here is my stylish immobilizer.
Breakfast in bed is kinda nice, though.
I was told not to put any weight on it until the MRI showed more conclusive results to determine a plan for care. That took eleven days! To shorten the story, I ended up going back to work in a wheelchair, with a walker for getting around inside.
This might not be such a big deal if you work in an office, but I teach kindergarten and had the most challenging group I have ever had this year. So it was interesting. They had missed me while I was out for 4 days and fought over who could push the wheelchair. I let them decorate it the first day back and had the gaudiest transport ever.
Who knew a walker would make such a nice tent?
This month, B and I spent time in the Miami airport. This flying wheelchair is art only, but it is a cool concept for sure.