My personal motto. I used to say I had three speeds, fast, faster and comatose. When my spine crashed and burned (figuratively speaking) my speeds were reduced to one – “OMG – that hurts!” Walking became shuffling, canes became my preferred fashion accessory. Walking outdoors was more of a lurching from telephone pole to telephone pole to anything I could grab and hang on to.
While my back has probably deteriorated further over the years, kinda inevitable when the diagnosis involved the word ‘degenerative’ I can actually walk now without a cane and without screaming pain. I mean, I’m always in pain regardless of my level of activity, but you know not screaming pain. And not fast. Slow. Sometimes I forget I can’t walk fast anymore, then the screaming pain kicks in.
But I’m not the only thing that has slowed down. Scrolling through Black Friday sales notices I saw ‘best deal on Instant Pot’. Ooh – instant! I checked it out, it is a slow cooker. What? Instant-Slow – bit of an oxymoron wouldn’t you say? I had a slow cooker a million years ago, used it once or twice, made gross food, it went to the Salvation Army.
But then – the new kitchen cabinets have slow close/soft close doors and drawers. I didn’t ask for them, seems kitchen cabinets just come that way now. Who knew, not me.
A couple of years ago I replaced the commodes in the apartment and they came with slow close toilet seats. Again, I didn’t require that feature, they just came that way.
So what’s with the slow?
BTW- My new mattress – absolute heaven! Perfect in every way. And my choice of medium soft instead of medium firm? Such a good choice because the medium soft is NOT soft. It’s comfortable as all get out but soft it is not. I can’t even imagine what the medium firm must feel like – block of concrete?