Saturday, November 17, 2012
While I was in Peru, I had to go to the embassy in Lima and then to other places on a paper chase. I did a LOT of walking. I think we were tromping around a few hours, with occasional times to sit while waiting, but lots of tromping. I was grateful for the half hour morning walks I would take with my fiance's father in front of their home in Pucallpa - I think it prepared me for this hoofing about. I had to take aspirin when it was all over, but I did it.
But standing is a whole other matter. Or walksing SO slowly that I may as well be standing. I experienced this today with my lettle friend whom I took to the grocery store. God bless her, I love her dearly. I believe she's in her 70's and she had hip surgery this year. She is slow. I would joke we are the tortoise and the snail. But while I could tromp around Lima for a few hours with my fiance's brother, it is hard for me to bear up with a trip to get a prescription.
At least walking at a decent pace the weight doesn't have too long to settle on my joints and they don't have time to complain. But the snail's pace had my feet and knees screaming as I finally sat on the bench by the ladies' room to wait for her to finish. I was glad I had bought some ibuprofen. I popped two and by the time I was going home, the screaming settled to a quiet whimper!