Friday, 25 March 2022

The long dark tea-time of the soul day 14.

Thursday
Quite a nice day. Sue and Pete came to see me and bought me a lovely wrap to put over my legs when I'm in the wheelchair. 
Queens med rang and they have a follow-up post-op one tomorrow at 10.50 am. So it looks like that's where tomorrow will be based. I should imagine it will be more X-rays etc, but who knows. I get a bit worried about all the hassle, the explaining why I'm not on crutches which they seem to love putting you straight on to, but, I haven't the strength on my left leg to cope with my right, and my left arm is weaker. They have my notes, but rarely seem to read them. The only one in Durham who read and understood the problem was the consultant. I shouldn't have to sit and explain. Even the DWP who are notoriously hard to convince get it. Everyone who knows me gets it. I just don't think they want to. It's like a one size fits all solution and they aren't prepared to deviate. 
Oh well, that's me overthinking again as always. I'll just go and see... Xx

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