Like learning to crawl.
The day after I sprained my ankle, I still couldn't walk on it. It was pathetic. I was like a baby, totally dependent on others for everything.
Then I discovered crawling!
This was great. Now I could go anywhere (except up or down stairs). And once I got the hang of it, I could really move!
I could crawl to the kitchen, rear up on my hind legs, and open the fridge door. Then I grabbed the stuff I could reach, put it all in a plastic bag, slung it over my shoulder, and crawled back to bed!
This was freedom. I thought, "Wow, this must be what it's like for a baby when it learns to crawl."
What joy!
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