After Saturday’s missing of the CATA bus, I jumped into a taxi with my cane. No big deal, I thought. I planned to pick up my rollator/walker on Sunday, but that didn’t work out. I was now committed to a cane at home and at work the next day. Dicey. I boarded the 9:30am bus by cane and walked down the long hallway at the hospital to physical therapy. They were surprised and pleased that I had the confidence to do that. I thank the AGH Rehab and Sports Medicine for getting me here.
and ability to do that. “You’ve made the crossover,” my PT said. Yep, I thought, another milestone, to better prowl the jungle of life.


