22 days Ive been in St Marys now - doesn't time fly ?And what a lot has happened too. In this time we have apparently elected a most unusual government - run by twins. And Edward had his 17th birthday.
Happy Birthday Edward !!
I measure the passage of time now by how much I can move my toes/knees/thighs. And any improvement seems to have come to a halt now. It takes a good half an hour of massage to 'wake' my legs up in order to get the smallest movement out of them. And that is very hard work. It can be a bit depressing.
'Home' is planned for Wednesday 26th - all being well. Everything is in place now. All the equipment I need and a care package which includes 3 calls a day and for most nights a sitter. Its very comprehensive and I must admit Ive been quite overwhelmed by the amount of help Ive been given - and will need. I'm going back to a very different life indeed.
How do I feel about going home? Things are so very different - I left home able to walk, move around, look after myself more or less. Now I'm virtually paralysed from the waist down which has a huge impact on the amount of pain I'm in. Lying in bed makes it much worse, I get stiff as a board. Martin is brilliant at sitting me right up with pillows so I can wriggle about a bit at least on my bum, relieving the pressure.
Despite all this I want to be at home, in my house, my home, with my family - and I know they want me home too. Its a bit daunting at the moment but we will be getting loads of support and I'm sure we will find our own level after a while.
I'm home !!
Not without incident of course. The paramedics had a bit of a game getting me in the house on the stretcher and I provided the afternoons entertainment for neighbours and passersby, clad in a little blue nightie being lifted and twisted and turned in order to get me inside !
At one point I thought we were auditioning for 'Britains Got Talent' !!!