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May. 16th, 2006 12:56 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
so my dad took me to the doctor yesterday.
i signed in, but couldn't remember who my appointment was with. the receptionist told me it was Luking. this guy sitting by the water thing says "you got a good doctor." and i smiled and said that i hadn't seen her before, and grabbed a book and sat down.
blah blah blah... it was allergies and my mom flipped out and made me see a doctor.
anyway, this guy was handicapped, talked a little slow, a little loud, and with a bit of a lisp. his balance was a little off, he walkd with a cane, and i saw him on my way out... i guess he had been fitted with a new crash-helmet or something. (because he was wearing a white one when he came out, but not when he went in). he was walking in front of us on our way out and he stopped to wish everyone a good day and tell them "thank you" and "bye"...
we were going to the pharmacy to pick up my Majick drugs and saw this guy walking across the street in front of Casa... he waved at people and was smiling and happy and it hit me as inspiring. my dad said something i hadn't really thought about much: "every one of these whiny emo cutter kids needs to meet somebody like that...
"he walked with a cane. he wore a crash helmet, he was obviously severely handicapped. Tickled shitless to be able to get up and walk around. on the outside lookng in, this guy's life is a mess. but he's playing the hand that he's been dealt and he's happy with that...."
i dunno. thought i would share.
~cari
i signed in, but couldn't remember who my appointment was with. the receptionist told me it was Luking. this guy sitting by the water thing says "you got a good doctor." and i smiled and said that i hadn't seen her before, and grabbed a book and sat down.
blah blah blah... it was allergies and my mom flipped out and made me see a doctor.
anyway, this guy was handicapped, talked a little slow, a little loud, and with a bit of a lisp. his balance was a little off, he walkd with a cane, and i saw him on my way out... i guess he had been fitted with a new crash-helmet or something. (because he was wearing a white one when he came out, but not when he went in). he was walking in front of us on our way out and he stopped to wish everyone a good day and tell them "thank you" and "bye"...
we were going to the pharmacy to pick up my Majick drugs and saw this guy walking across the street in front of Casa... he waved at people and was smiling and happy and it hit me as inspiring. my dad said something i hadn't really thought about much: "every one of these whiny emo cutter kids needs to meet somebody like that...
"he walked with a cane. he wore a crash helmet, he was obviously severely handicapped. Tickled shitless to be able to get up and walk around. on the outside lookng in, this guy's life is a mess. but he's playing the hand that he's been dealt and he's happy with that...."
i dunno. thought i would share.
~cari