Gingeritis

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Gingeritis

I find that my life is rapidly slowing.
I’m gingerly coming and gingerly going,
for if I move quickly in shower or mall
I slip and I stumble. I bump and I fall.

I eat gingerbread cookies and drink ginger ale.
I mince more fresh ginger over my kale,
thinking that once I have eaten a faceful
somehow I’ll develop a gait that’s more graceful.

Yet when I go faster,
with steps that are vaster,
I find that once more
I’m down on the floor.

So again I move gingerly, with great attention,
hoping that no one will notice and mention
that I’m also shrinking, and the lower I get
with less distance to fall, still the slower I get.

I don’t need a walker. I don’t need a cane.
I’m not yet in need of the handicapped lane.
Please don’t offer a wheelchair for boarding the plane.
I’m entirely capable, plus I’m too vain

to be labeled as elderly, seen as infirm
I have not yet contracted that “elderly” germ
that will render me helpless and feeble and fumbling.
I simply step gingerly, lest I go tumbling.

The prompt today was gingerly.

6 thoughts on “Gingeritis”

  2. Marilyn Armstrong

    I am grateful for the wheelchair at the airport. It means I get to skip most of the lines AND get on the plane ON TIME. And really, I can’t do that much walking and I can’t do any lifting, so I gave it. But I love ginger.

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  3. Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC

    I don’t mind looking like I need any assistive technology – I’m always grateful for offers to help as well.

    I DO mind the assumption that, if I gratefully accept as someone younger or more physically fit notices my “ginger,” that I need ALL assistive techology (or that I’m mentally deficient).
    xx,
    mgh
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
    ADD/EFD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder
    “It takes a village to transform a world!

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