Of the things that I miss, walking in heels is in the top 5. I used to have shapely legs (as opposed to the skinny legs I now have due to loss of muscle tone ) and a confident strut that garnered attention. My walk made me feel powerful. I have danced in 6 inch stilettos for hours. I ran in heels too. My two prized possessions were my 2 pairs of Christian Louboutin heels, one in classic black, the second in a cream /tan combo. Both are very comfortable, as much as heels can be. The leather is soft and gorgeous. I could wear them while in my wheelchair, but going to the toilet would be an impossibility as I’m sure I can’t stand in them to transfer from my wheelchair to the toilet.
He wants me to continue to have hope that I will have a full recovery. My walking has plateaued at the point where I, not only still need the orthotic and heavily rely on a quad cane to walk around the apartment. But my balance can easily be destroyed by a small push or bump by someone else, so walking outside is dangerous . I’ve been leaning towards selling them, after all, I paid $1100 for the 2 pair and could make much of that back.But will likely give it a year to see where I am before letting the dream die. Until then, I tear up a little whenever I think about them and can’t bear to look at them . Which is why I couldn’t include photos of my actual shoes.
My beautiful Louboutins remain in their respective boxes and, sadly remain lonely.
