I try to ignore aging annoyances and just proceed, but my karma has different ideas sometimes.
That old leg injury is coming back to haunt me, and makes moving forward literally difficult. But I’m determined not to be one of those old hags whining about symptoms, so I’ll limp through it with makeshift first aid helpfully provided by my son, and hope it subsides so I can resume being semi-useful.
Aging is like an obstacle course to be navigated and doggedly beaten. Such a nuisance. I give it the finger. (Ironically, a crooked finger from another old stupid injury that wasn’t splinted properly. Don’t ask!)
Moving on (so-to-speak) to pleasanter topics, here are some photos I took after walking to Avdi’s and before becoming a non-ambulatory slacker.