I always have something going on when I walk! The spring in my step is better described as a drunken stagger. I don’t notice it, but according to my wife I walk funny. It’s not just my wife; everyone who has seen me with or without my walking aids have noticed I look like I have a problem with the bottle. A spring in my step might better be described as a drunken stupor in my gait followed by a stumble and maybe even a fall. It is not fall though, it’s almost spring which gives me a spring in my step even when I am zipping around in my wheelchair!

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