I have been steadily getting stronger and with the weather improving along with me, I decided to go for a walk. While Barry was surprised at my progress I was a little disappointed with needing a break. I thought I would do that walk easily. I hadn't realized how much the walker had helped me. I had put my pride away and used that thing to keep me moving. My physiotherapist and doctors all said it was the right thing to do but so many of their patients don't use a walker because they are embarrassed by it.
I have to say I was embarrassed by it too. I'm not sure what it is in our society that doesn't allow us to accept the tools and support we need to help us in our time of need, but there is something. I'm guessing it's pride. That said I am grateful I had enough sense to swallow that pride and use the walker. If I hadn't I now know I wouldn't have gotten up to that 2km mark. I am barely there now all these months later without it.
In my case it was a walker. In yours it may be a cane, a brace, a wheelchair or even a psychiatrist. Use the tools you need to get where you want to be. Put pride away. Thats a false pride anyway, the real pride comes when you can do it yourself after you have done the work with the support you needed.