I am seriously unbalanced on crutches, be they arm clasping ones or the under arm variety. I was slightly better on the second type much to my surprise. They are meant to be cupped more into the upper body than pinned under armpits, which made all the difference, albeit a slight one. "Strictly no weight bearing for six weeks" landed me in the crutches predicament. Plan B was to keep me in hospital for an extra night, in the forlorn hope that I would suddenly develop Olympic hopping strength with one leg that would take me up and down stairs like a happy bunny. The whole procedure made me pretty nervous when I felt myself wobble backwards and go in directions I hadn't planned for. I felt faint. My blood pressure quite low up till then, bumped up to a more respectable level - though not an ideal level - and I was given a break for an hour or so.
Going up and down steps, nothing like the ones at home, was still pathetic, descending was a little better. As I said, the steps were nothing like the ones at home, whichever way you were tackling them. Ours were higher for one thing. On the flat I could use a four-footed aluminium walking frame that had two wheels at the front, to hop around with for short distances.....but what to do about stairs and steps. I did go home with crutches and the frame, with the risk being mine.
We never gave 'convenient' parking a thought. I struggled out of the car gratefully grabbing the walking frame near to me. I wouldn't have had to potter round the back end of the car and do a lot of extra hopping on hard ground with my untrained leg if the car had been facing the other way. Reverse parking would have made the world of difference. And then those steps up........ It was scary and not an exercise I am keen to repeat. I haven't yet mastered the art of ascending a few narrow tread carpeted stairs, I wonder if I shall.
It's early days and it is already like moving around on egg shells, when I try to.
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