I am sitting at Panera bread right now, where I’ve had several delusions of normalcy. Yesterday, my physical therapist took me off the cane, so when I am just standing or sitting I tend to forget my deficits without the cane to remind me.
Anyway, my left leg twitches, and my left arm hangs as if I’m holding something (but I don’t hold stuff in my left hand unless I want to drop it). I’ve asked several people if they would just cut off my left side, I’ve even offered cash! Alas, no takers, my left leg lives to twitch another day and my left arm continues to hold nothing.
Quinn and I went to a pumpkin patch outside Chandler, Ok Saturday. We both had a good time. Q got to ride a pony and pet lots of animals. There was a corn maze that could’ve been very traumatic for some kids had I not had the cane. My left arm up carrying nothing, my short, punctuated steps, I looked like a zombie! I refrained from eating brains though (Ryan’s looked tasty).
Hands hurt,see ya!