Decided to go to the Dentist this morning without the aid of a crutch. Well when I eventually got there I was in a state of uncontrollable giggles. The Manchester weather was true to form absolutely pouring down, I didn’t take an umbrella in case it upset my balance!!
It is autumn here now and the leaves are falling onto the pavements, so trying not to look an idiot I was walking very slowly round the puddles making sure I didn’t slip on the leaves, steps got smaller and smaller and felt as if I was going backwards the village appeared to be further and further away, eventually I thought I’m going to be late so what the heck, walk through the puddles, or why not even splash through the puddles, I’m still wearing sandles and socks as shoes and trainers are still a long way off, so there is this mad old woman in sandles skipping (or sort of) through puddles and laughing, I’m just waiting for the men in white coats to come and take me away.
Got to Dentists still giggling to myself and the receptionist says in very loud voice to a packed waiting room - “Wow your crutchless” (but, sounded more like crotchless) the whole waiting room looked at me up and down and I could tell they weren’t sure what she meant!! So I laughed out loud again and explained to the waiting room that what she meant was I was not walking using the aid of a CRUTCH… Smiles all round.
Still smiling went into Dentist and he had to take some impressions and they wouldn’t work as I kept chuckling. Eventually after 4th attempt all OK. By this time I have given up trying to explain why I was laughing and left a bemused Dentist and waiting room of people wondering if they should send for someone to take me home.
Decided to call at the cake shop on way back and treat myself. But, after all that I am very pleased to report progress on the walking front.
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