I love to drive.
I really love to drive.
I mean I LOVE it! The magical forward motion and the near-anti gravity on a curve or a hill. Driving is one of my few vices.
I haven't driven since maybe early February.
I drove the other day.
Driving is hard.
I drove for maybe 20 minutes total (probably actually less than that) and my legs were unhappy with me.
I was so tired I couldn't wait to become a mere passenger again.
I've been trying to use the cane for walking as much as I can stand during the day. And then I still use it to push myself.
I've been taking small flights of steps when I feel adventurous. Up is easier than down, but both ways are tiring.
Some simple in-town driving (downtown nonetheless!) took as much out of me as a whole day of walking around with the stick.
I still love to drive, though.