Since I have been home from the hospital I have not been able to drive. Before I broke my hip, I could drive my Volkswagen
station wagon because it had a left foot accelerator so that I could push on the the gas pedal using my left foot. I'm not driving now because I feel unsteady on my feet and I am terrified of falling again. But driving would restore a measure of independence, so I am practicing walking with a walker and am slowly getting stronger.
Ron has been good about driving me places. For a big outing
on Saturday, we went to Target. It is hard to overplay the significance of this: to me Target is like
heaven on earth. It has inexpensive but trendy clothes, books, DVDs, interesting housewares, pretty towels, neat cards, even groceries. To top it off, our Target even has a Starbucks. Needless to say, it made my
Saturday night.
After lunch today, Ron visited his version of paradise -- the Bird Fair. An annual gathering, area avian enthusiasts congregate to buy birds, toys and feed; admire birds big and small; and generally talk birds. We narrowly escaped getting an African Grey (a young couple bought him first) but I sense it's just a matter of time before we acquire another bird.
After lunch today, Ron visited his version of paradise -- the Bird Fair. An annual gathering, area avian enthusiasts congregate to buy birds, toys and feed; admire birds big and small; and generally talk birds. We narrowly escaped getting an African Grey (a young couple bought him first) but I sense it's just a matter of time before we acquire another bird.
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