The weather is something else - glorious southerly gales and wind whipping sideways and huge swells at Princess Bay and all around the coast... Shannon took me for a drive and I saw the outside world for the first time since the drive back from the hospital on Friday. Getting down the six or seven stairs outside his house was scary as all hell - I was frozen with fear that I might slip and either do more damage to myself or break something else and somehow end up in a full body cast. And the worst part of the above - going back into hospital.
Otherwise I have been fed exceptionally well, drunk a hell of a lot of coffee and taken many many less painkillers. So, pepped up in one department and less so in another. I feel exceptionally smug because I have done lots of difficult looking-after-myself things with NO assistance. Hopefully I'll be able to get up my stairs sometime in the not too distance future. Going back to my own home is beginning to seem like a fabulous dream.
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