I think it is easier for me, and quicker, to make a list of the things I can, because the “can’t” list grows by leaps and bounds the older I get. The stairs in the photo are the general path at the bottom of the local river. I can then climb the stairs which take me to the same level as my village above: at least I could climb them about 4 years ago.
The next phase was climbing them sideways, gripping on the supports and with a stick for support to reach the top. I managed his about a year and now I just take the photos and admire the view from the top. If I take the bottom path I have to retrace it afterwards and return the same way. Today there is no way that I could mange to get higher than the first two steps. There are 60 steps in total, I counted them once when I still could.
I take the lift everywhere and if there is no lift, I just do not bother. Going shopping is no problem, up to now, I can still lean on the shopping trolley for support. How I admire the shoppers that walk with confidence in the store, picking their goods and putting them in the trolley. “I used to do it like that” is a thought that crosses my mind. I am warned today never to take anything for granted. I have had changes in my life I never imagined it would happen to me.
Although I must add I overtake all the housewives in my electric wheelchair.