Have you ever needed crutches? I hadn't, until a week ago. I'm pretty sure I strained a muscle while running a half-marathon. (That sounds kind of cool, doesn't it? I'm not actually that cool; the last time I strained a muscle it was from carrying too many shopping bags at once.) In any case, I found myself in need of some crutches. I sent my husband to the store to get some. Photo: A pair of crutches leans against a wall Not that crutches are all that complex, but because I hadn't used any before, I wondered if I could figure out how to adjust them to fit me properly. I shouldn't have worried. John came home from Walmart with their generic store brand of crutches, complete with instructions. First, I needed to take out a long bolt that went through the hand grip. Then I needed to find my height range, push down two metal pieces, and slide the crutches until the little metal pieces came up in the hole near my height range. (Having two people for this...
Living life with a thankful heart
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ReplyDeleteAdorable! She looks just like Grandma. :0)
ReplyDeleteShe is precious and has such beautiful hair and eyes.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely adorable! Just look at all that hair. You have every right to be proud as punch.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet, she's got her little hands folded!
ReplyDeleteOh my word, she is adorable! Bring on the shameless photos as often as you want.
ReplyDeleteNothing shameful about it, Kristi! It's called "Being a Gramma!" She is adorable!
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