Yesterday my grandmother was on her way downtown by taking the transit, when she was about to switch busses her right knee locked up and projected pain throughout her body. Unable to walk even the slightest, she forfeits trying to get to her destination by calling for me to pick her up.
I arrive only to see her standing beside the superstore with no tell tale signs of what had happened. When I went beside her as her support, she struggles to walk on the concrete as her right leg could not bend like usual anymore.
What to do?
Trying to walk her across the parking lot with heavy traffic would be too slow and driving the car to where she was would be a problem with all the cars in the way.
How about I piggy back her to my car?
Sure, I know I can do it.
But her carry on luggage was with her as well and I know that if I tried to carry her and the luggage, there’s a chance I may lose balance or not be able to hold onto her enough and as a result risk even more injury to occur. So I take the luggage and just put it up in plain view by the wall; I would come back for it after she was at my car and since it wasn’t such a far walk (for me anyways), anyone trying to take it would be chased down.
Yet my grandma thinks otherwise. Throughout the few minutes I carried her, she was very afraid that someone will steal her luggage. Not afraid of her knee being twisted, not afraid that I was carrying her and not afraid of being unable to walk properly anymore but instead afraid for the security of her luggage which she used to carry a few copies of newspaper….
It leaves me to wonder about the attachment people have with replaceable material objects. The loss of a few copies of daily newspaper will not incur a hefty penalty on our part nor will the loss of a luggage bag but perhaps its the emotional attachement to her bag (that dominated) as she’s always had it ever since I was little.
No matter the attachement, it still bothers me that something of material value (of which can be replaced no doubt) takes precedence over the well being of a person’s body. If your knee is shattered, its not like you can just go out and buy a new one, you’re not a robot with spare parts; you are a human being and every part of your bodies is as unique as the mind using them.
I guess being unique is true, that she’s unique enough to give her luggage a higher priority over her injured knee.
Is this because she’s no longer scared of the knee since I am here? Or Because Materialism is at work?
I don’t know about her but all I know is that my life takes precedence over any material object if it obstructs me from being able to live, only two words apply in this case: