What if?

Lately I have had to stop and really think. What if? What if it was me that could not function on my own, like Aunt Donna is now? What if it was my legs that didn't want to work any more? What if I lost a leg like Dr. Ferre did because of their accident? Would I be able to learn to care for myself?

What if my fingers got so bad like my former boss Onafay's did the last time I saw her? Arthritis played a really bad number on them. She couldn't even write anymore.

Perhaps it is the what if's that make me push my legs and fingers harder even when they hurt. Make me want to walk more even tho my back and legs seem to cramp up and say---whow. What are you doing to us? Makes me drink more dill pickle juice to keep the leg cramps at bay.

Makes me refuse to not use my fingers and do so much crocheting and knitting even tho I know my fingers will hurt like the dickens that night.

Keep remembering what Doc used to say. "Use it or you will loose it". "Keep moving those limbs".

So ready for summer to get here so I can do more walking. Want to get to riding bike again too, giving those legs a work out. Loose more weight....it is so slow coming off.

My prayer is to always be able to care for myself and never have to depend on others to care for me physically!


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