First day of toddling around the bungalow without a walker. And toddle is the right word, I'm a bit unsteady and my steps are a bit uneven, but wow the difference from not walking at all is amazing. I sort of waddle at the moment, and I'm trying to stay barefoot for much of the day.
Monday we are going to ring up and get them to fetch back some of the equipment which will make a lot more room in the place and it will feel less like a hospital ward. I don't need the commode chair now, or the transfer board, the grip on the side of the bed or the walker.
I still need the wheelchair at the moment and the loo seat riser/ come shower stool. Although it will now perhaps be in the shower mainly as I do not have the confidence as yet to stand on my own in there yet. That'll come the less I waddle-walk I've been assured. Done all my exercises and my five minutes on the static bike. Kev is at work tomorrow but he shouldn't be, we should have been heading to Bournemouth on Monday, but hey ho next year maybe.
The sky went a weird orange colour tonight we took some pictures as it was so unusual. I've heard of red sky at night but never orange. We had a laugh though as a few years back I had a very vivid dream, nightmare really, that the world was ending and the sky went a swirling orange colour. So we made a joke about it on the post of the pictures that Ian and Kev had taken. A few people didn't understand we were being flippant, but we also forget it was an "in" joke so nobody would understand really...
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