Wednesday.
Up early so Kev could get the washing in, and done. I got up and did my usual stuff, then settled down to my first play with the new things Kev and Karen have bought me ( craft items, yay) Kev found room for his mixer I bought him.
Life starts to move back to normal with a light lunch of beans on toast after all the big meals since Sunday.
As its a time of reflection, approaching the new year, I have much to think on. Not my best year by far, with the accident and subsequent period of recovery. Finding stuff out I wished I'd known years ago, which would have helped me a lot, and would perhaps have given me an idea of why I have always been so different. Not that I'd change anything really. It certainly wouldn't have stopped me choosing the path I did, it may have made me less hard on myself...
Going back to the fall, the one thing I learned from all of that is how lucky I am to have Kev. He was and is the only person who was really there for me when the chips were down. Yes, We had help from various sources and I'm not dismissing that at all, but, ultimately, Kev got me home, and he looked after me. 24/7 especially for the first six weeks. He had some awful jobs to do and did it all with good grace only losing his temper when I lost mine. Both of us, close to the edge, but we made it.
Once again we held hands and got through that storm together. Like all the storms before, we can always rely on each other.
And now that storm is passing and I improve weekly mobility wise, the major lesson is that you never know what is round the corner for any of us. All I can hope is that the next 12 months are kinder to us, and those we love and care about.
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