I had to say good bye recently, but it's not what you think....it's wasn't to a human...it was to a pair of tennis shoes. Why do a blog entry on a pair of tennis shoes? Well it's because the tennis shoes was part of my recovery program.
When you spent as much time as I did in a hospital bed (a couple of months), two things begin to happen, one you almost forget how to walk and two, the muscles in your legs begin to waste away...well, when I was cleared to start my therapy to walk again, my mom had the brilliant notion of putting on a pair of sneakers on my feet when I would do my walking. .So she bought a pair of black sneakers which, instead of laces, had Velcro straps on them, so that I didn't have to spend time (and at times there wasn't a whole of time to be wasting time) tying and untying shoelaces. What the sneakers were was weight on the bottom of my feet, so I was not only learning how to walk again, but doing a small amount of weight training to rebuild the muscles in my legs.
Well, I grew so attached to the sneakers, that even when I got out of the hospital, I wore them even more than the sneakers that I had received in 2007 as a Christmas gift, I grew attached to them and got comfortable with them.
But with all sneakers, they finally started to fall apart a little and had to get a new pair of sneakers. But I haven't totally gotten rid of them, they still have a spot underneath the bed, because I can still wear them at home, and to be honest, I couldn't totally say goodbye to something that got me through my time in the hospital.....
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