I went shopping for the first time yesterday since mid December. While it was a joyous occasion of spending, I was not prepared for the amount of stares that I received. I know, how would I have known if I was not looking right?
Well, I did not intend to look. It's just that every time I look away from an item of interest (clothes, shoes, jewellery) I am met with a stare. No kidding. And it is always followed by a "top down" analysis.
Go on, proceed with digesting in the crutches and the fabulous boot. I do not mind being a mannequin but seriously, are you done now?
Over a period of an hour or so, it got to me. "It" being the inability to navigate through the stores well, the stares, the strain in my hands. And guess who I took it out on. J. My brother. When we left the shops, he said it was the "crappiest shopping experience" that he has ever had.
I don't blame him. He has the incredible Hulk as his sister.
A few factors to take into account the next time I decide to go shopping. If I ever dare to now. To take breaks in between so my body is not stressed. And bring a cold bottle with me to cool myself down. Even with the air-conditioner in the shops, it is almost like a workout with the crutches. Your body heats up and goes mental on your blood pressure.
I need to get my act together. To go above and beyond these crutches. I am planning to change them to the smaller, easier-to-navigate ones. That might help to alleviate the stress from having to walk through crowds with them. I tried the smaller ones previously but my arm muscles were horrendous then. Hopefully I get to swap them at the hospital later.
To make myself feel better today (which has a butterfly effect on how I am with others), I colour matched my clothes with my boot today. Grey and black. Down to the bracelet on my hand.
Here's to knowing our faults.
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