Two weeks ago on my way home from the hospital visiting my mom, I saw these wooden crutches propped up against an old worn out office chair and a stoel out on the curbside waiting for the garbage truck. I passed them and then circled back to pick them up and take home.
Why do I gather up other folks' garbage?
Don't we have enough junk of our own?
Well, not any perfectly good wooden crutches!
The crutches stayed only a few days in our garage propped up against the wall.
Now they have flown across the Atlantic and are here in The Netherlands propping me up!
Just wish that my guardian angel had done better than just provide me with crutches. They may be helpful, but with a hurt left knee and a broken right foot, I NEED a wheelchair ASAP!
Trips to the WC are much too painful, too dangerous, and too many!