Is that a word – if not let’s make it one.
It’s still wonderful to be here – the outside world is burgeoning – I watch it through the window, sometimes it is sunny, sometimes rainy, ALL the time its great, and when the time comes I’ll get out there and enjoy being a part of it.
Only trouble is – when will it come ?
Still working on the physiotherapy – still getting better at some of the movements – still at risk of falling (I’m getting quite good at that) – STILL quite p****d off with it all. What can I say. As my grandpa used to say “There’s many a person in the graveyard that would happily change places with us survivors” so I just get on with it.
I have a wonderful family, who give me lots of support, and without whom I would have nothing much really, bless ’em, and I have all of you, THANK YOU for sharing this with me. It really helps to put all of this out there. So yes, I am still rehabbing – still p*****d off in many ways – but aren’t I lucky,
I AM STILL HERE.
p.s the bruises are getting to be really colourful now.