Wednesday, 8 June 2022

The long dark tea-time of the soul.

Monday.
A relaxed day. We like to do this on a Monday after Kev has been to work. He usually gets home aching and knackered. So, we try not to plan to do much as a rule. He watched highlights of the pagent so he could see the puppets and floats I'd been banging on about. 
Tuesday.
Shower first, so much easier now I can walk in and out of the cubicle. The only time I was a bit apprehensive was when the floor of the shower was still wet and I could feel my feet slip a little. That's just confidence on my part. I just had to take a deep breath and take that step forward. Luckily Kev was there and has the patience to stand and wait while I pull myself together and deal with it. 
I got changed while Kev showered and when he was ready we went out. Still in my chair, it was a nice morning so we went round town and stopped for Maccy's for lunch at the one just outside Vic Centre. It's easy to sit outside there and has plenty of room between tables for the chair to be parked. 
We got what we wanted and sat in the sun for a little while. It's nice to do this as we can't sit out at home in peace. Especially at the moment. 
We got home to find the walker I've ordered had come, no warning it was on its way ( was due on Friday 10th) sitting on the porch. Kev bought it in and put the handles on it. Ready for the next phase of my recovery. 

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