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When 'date night' goes horribly wrong

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Gauir attempts a date night with her husband. Did they really think it would go smoothly? Yes, they did.

I thought organising babysitters would be the hardest part of date night. I was wrong.

My hubby called me around noon yesterday and in quite a distracted way said he is organising dinner in the city. He didn’t know whether he would be able to come home to pick me up. He wanted a life line. So I said I would meet him in the city.

Six pm he said. So I left home a little past 5 to catch the train from Wahroonga… thought I would be late, but was at the station a little before six. My hubby tried to push his luck … asked me to meet him at the Intercontinental.

Excuse me? I said.

So he said he will pick me up. Any ho. He was stuck in traffic the “other side of the bridge”, so I offered to walk up to Bridge Street. A minute or so later, I found myself on the street…

Why do women have to wear stupid heels? In my linen red dress, I twisted my foot on the pavement and fell on the road, picked myself up and hobbled my way across the road and then stood there with my left foot raised. Very elegant, it was too.

After a few minutes I decided I shall sit on the “very clean” (not) stairs… and there I was, sitting for a good 20 minutes. Unable to get up. Unable to walk, until my hubby arrived panting… he knew by then I was nursing a sprained foot, feeling very sorry for myself.

It was good to be airlifted, hobbling, and at some point during the night, wearing my hubby's socks over the now bandaged foot to make my way to the wash room. The ice pack the waiter at the Rockpool gave me worked….

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So here I am this morning, hobbling to find my way around my home. Wondering when can I walk normally again. And my heart goes out to all the people I see everyday in this world… the differently abled…. the guy who walked past, who was twisting to move forward, the guy on the wheelchair with one leg, the little girl on the street back in India… I hope there is hope. I hope there is hope. I hope there is a life for all of us that is more equal, more forgiving, more joyous.

And thank you from my heart to all those who helped, or watched, or wondered yesterday as I limped my way through dinner and after.. and the kind people who walked past me not noticing my hubby's black socks on my feet with a red dress.

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