Living with a limp

Humans are wonderfully adaptive. People who have been injured learn to get along pretty well without the optimal use of parts of the body. Look at Stephan Hawking. He keeps on despite so many setbacks.

But what if we limp and don’t have to?

Many years ago, my father lost his toes in a lawnmower accident and, from then on, he walked with a definite limp. At the age of 83, a physical therapist told him to stop limping because he was throwing his knees off whack. Say what?! Just stop.

And my father stopped. He could but he didn’t know it.

Just a few weeks away from moving away from this flat, I am noticing all the suboptimal things I’ve been living with for years: the faucet in the kitchen drips when the water heats up, there is some sort of brown glue on the door frames – who knows what it is, the toilets don’t flush correctly and they throw back half of the gook when they do flush, the  ventilator in the shower hasn’t worked correctly in years and, even though I’ve talked to the landlord about it, nothing has been changed. He even claims the brown spots now appearing on the ceiling aren’t mold...

How often do we limp and don't need to? What could be fixed if we just would wake up to the fact?

Let's go fix it!

December 1, 2014
I have to laugh! When I turn on any water faucets, the water is so hot because the handle is always turned to the left. This morning, I asked myself why the faucet is always turned to the left. Then I realized that, in the old apartment, I'd gotten used to turning faucets to the left because they dripped if turned to the right!! Harharr! Silly little limps.