I'M STILL STANDING

Walking in front of someone. 

While they supported me.

I started really little 

I stopped when I was in college.

I got too heavy for the person supporting me.

I am still standing.

A little girl in long leg braces.

Walking between the back of a couch.

And the row of windows behind it.

Holding on to the back of the couch.

Holding on to the windowsills.

A little speed demon.

Turned around at the end.

Started again.

I'm still standing.

Parallel bars replaced the couch when I got older. 

I'd fall sometimes. 

I wore a helmet.

Very fashionable. (Not!)

I'm still standing

In school, PT put me inside a walker.

And closed the back.

I was free to walk for hours.

Or, until my legs gave out.

I'm still standing.

I could stand and pivot to use the bathroom.

When I sprained my knees.

No more pivots for me.

I'm still standing.

 The parallel bars?

In PT. the adult me asked to try.

My legs would not move.

It felt like they'd been super-glued.

My knees were fried.

I'm still standing.

.

Enter the Sara lift.

When I am on the lift I can bear weight on my legs

I like the feeling of standing as tall as I can.

Without my lift, my legs are like jello.

I worked hard in PT to learn how I could stand safely.

I'm still standing

Do you know what it's like to poop in a bedpan?
Beyond gross.

That's what I would have to do with option #2.  

I am still standing.

I was approved.

Yay.

Made my day

I'm still standing.

My feet and knees swell sometimes.

I can tell when  it's going to rain,

But I'm happy.

I'm still standing.

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