That took me way too long

Reader-land, I’m fairly open with you, even sharing my embarrassing moments.  Maybe oversharing.  But I do it to share joy and to keep it real.  This is just a story of taking too long.

My whole life I have worn socks.  I strongly dislike going about the house barefoot, and in my 37 years I’ve had soft feet.  I attribute it to carpet and wearing socks.  I even have racing-inspired socks.  In our house we have wood floors and it’s fun to slide around.

Since ALS, I have had to curtail the socks.  I mean I have to go barefoot, and have done for almost a year.  And my feet get cold.  Last year Mrs Neighbors gave me thick-lined socks and they were great for warmth, but they would get twisted and become a reason I can’t wear socks.  Can you guess what it is?

Traction.

I have almost fallen more times during transfers because my feet are slippery.  With socks I’d have died already.  Even barefoot, if it’s cold, I need time to warm.  The solution is clearly non-slip socks, right?  No, because they get all twisted too and are unreliable, and also a fashion disaster.  So I have sat, with cold feet, barefoot, for months now.

Until Friday.  I went on amazon and searched non-slip socks for men.  And I found that apparently, yoga practitioners have a problem with feet slipping and there are athletic non-slip socks!!!  Eureka!!!

Yes, God can bring good from yoga.

I have very little to complain about them, because Mel can get me up without any slipping and that is a huge deal.  My legs go stiff and immobile when I start to slip.  I can’t control it, and any attempt to move them results in the rest of my body getting out of shape.  Keep that in mind when you have to transfer someone, or when you hear about me falling.

The socks make walking more difficult because I can’t slide the feet, which has led to other problems, so I am still unsure.  And Mel is not sure either, which is the important part!