#if I'm going to dig out my cane before school pickup

[yarnings]

So, I’m not fully able bodied. I don’t really call myself disabled (physically), because most of the time I’m fine. It’s just that every now and again, one of my joints (these days it’s my ankles) will just up and tell me “nope, not now”. It doesn’t happen often enough for me even to have gone to the doctor about it (I admit, I was kind of hoping that getting my new orthotics would address it).

The problem is that one of those days was today. When I was *almost* to the bus stop, to go do a *big* grocery shop. Like, instead of my regular backpack I grabbed a hiking backpack to carry stuff that didn’t fit into the big bundle buggy home with. So here I am, coming home from the grocery store, hobbling to the courtesy seats at the front of the bus with a GIANT hiking backpack on, a 15+kilo large bundle buggy, and a bag of rice (only 8kg though) that didn’t fit into either of those.

I ended up calling a friend when I got off the bus to help me get everything home.

#my ankle was largely better by then #but I had forgotten to bring shopping bags #so in addition to the rice biting into my hands #I had two bags of bagels #that didn't fit into either the cart or the knapsack #and the combination of everything #was just too much #shit #I just remembered #I had a plastic grocery bag with me #because I carry it in case I'm going to buy meat #and I could have stuck the bagels into that #and been so much better off #oh well #now I need to decide #if I'm going to dig out my cane before school pickup #for just in case #once my ankle's better it'll stay that way #but if it's not fully better #I could have trouble #unfortunately we keep the cane in the bedroom #on the grounds that we have to keep it somewhere #and the most recent time it would have been useful #involved my husband waking up #and realising that he should have done something #about the leg he had bruised the day before #and all the canes were in the basement