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Saturday, January 21, 2006

A Golden Winged Ship

Just when I'd thought that all of my hopes and dreams were ruined, and that I could never have what I wanted, everything changed.
Today I was talking with my therapist (my physical therapist, not the other one), and I asked him if I could start using a cane instead of crutches. He laughed at me, but he did consent that it wouldn't hurt anything and that I could use a cane. I'm so excited. And you should be, too.

9 comments:

Ronnie said...

You're going to buy a top hat too, right?

Heather said...

I can't really explain my reasoning, but I love canes. If I had a bum knee, I'd go straight for the cane too.

the narrator said...

you should a condorman cane that is also a machine gun.

bec said...

congratulations! I knew you could do it if you just put your mind to it.

be said...

It turns out that no place sells canes. I think you have to order them off the Internet or something, but by then I probably won't even be able to pretend that I need it.
I guess that ship sailed.

Maggie said...

My grandma collects canes so you have to be able to buy them somewhere.

Ronnie said...

Actually, what you really need is a Tiny Tim type crutch.

be said...

How about a Fat Tim type crutch?

Jason said...

I think that's the funniest thing I have ever read.