Dear Left Foot,
We've known one another going on 35 years now and I've been good to you haven't I ? I've tried to support you as best as I can giving you ample time to rest by not leaning on you too much but allowing you to lazily rest on the makeshift ottoman under my desk during the day.
I keep you safe , clean and dry and during the warmer months I've tried to pamper you with spa treatments when I've known you'd be exposed to the world.
I've given you a fabulous home. Well several in fact.
Why oh why do you betray me so ? I thought we were past this.
I lovingly cared for you during your time of need, exercising you, icing you and even giving you medicine when you could take no more.
I even bought you this
when all I really wanted to do was keep you housed in this
Why you would tease me like this I don't know.
I thought I was rewarding you for finally weathering this storm by slipping you in to these yesterday.
But oh today how you punish me for incorrectly assuming you were ready for such a gift.
Now I want us to remain friends, but I can only take so much. There has got to be some give and take here.
C'mon whaddya say... can't we all just get along ?
P.S. Righty, let this be your warning. Don't even think about starting any shit.