I bumped up the pool steps on my butt,
concentrating on keeping my legs together so that my left leg was
obscured by my still presentable right leg.
Grabbed for the rail and pulled myself up
with my eyes on the crutches that hung from a hook on the green tiled
wall -
concentrating on getting the hell out of there
as fast as possible.
As I strained to get to a standing position with my one working foot,
my bathing suit top came undone and slipped to my waist.
I pulled it up as quickly as possible.
Headed for the door.
The man who had sat down beside me just before I got out
got out of the pool
He smiled at me and held the door open.
I smiled back. There was nothing else I could do
under the circumstances.