Well the day gets off to a bad start, Philip (stepson) decides to get up for a shower at 5am, who does he think he is – me, wakes me up and puts me in a grumpy mood. A discussion later in the day is going nowhere as he continues to argue the fact that this is the time he is going to get up, very easily resolved when I suggest if that is the case he will be going to bed an hour earlier in future as he needs the same number of hours in bed, he sees the light very quickly, and I am ensured that normal service is to be resumed.
Children, one gets up very early the other won’t get up.
Had a bath and breakfast before 9am but just was not as sharp as previous days
Pottered about all morning if truth be known, feeling a bit sorry for myself, but Avelia was home all day which was very nice.
Just took notice of yesterday’s advice and had a restful day in the main.
Physio was late afternoon with Claire, she worked me hard but it was very good and I felt good
Straight after physio, I told Avelia to put her shoes on and I went for my first walk outside since the stroke.
I walked about 0.25 miles to our friend’s house, had a glass of water then straight back.
Verdict, going there great but glad Avelia was with me for safety, coming back felt like I had drunk a bottle of scotch, legs all over the place leaning from side to side, but I DID IT.
Believe me it feels great to have achieved this milestone, onwards and upwards
I was / am so tired after and we have established that with the tiredness comes the sickness, but I have managed to control this, just, which again is a great result.
Avelia was teaching this evening so a curry ready meal for me, things are getting back to normal
A few unexpected messages today, thank you.
Now this very chuffed man needs to sleep.
Hi, better late than never….
Yesterday was a funny day, I slept till 9.30 then had breakfast and slowly loaded the car with loads of rubbish for the tip. It took ages and nearly killed me, good job the boss was at work.
Back inside for a quick rest then on PC for half an hour before I made a sandwich and then bed for a couple of hours.
I was rudely awakened by the sound of a trumpet lesson downstairs, then Avelia took me to hospital via the tip, perhaps she should have disposed of me there, to hand my heart monitor back in.
Home for a nice tea, then watch an hours TV with Mrs H, then it was bed for me.
I am still improving on the tiredness front but by golly it is taking some managing but still feel confident about my time line with respect to getting back to work. Sorry guys I will be back.
It is very difficult as when I get up in a morning, I feel like a fraud and that I should be at work, but by 11.00 am I am totally knackered having done little. But I am on the mend that is the main thing.
Today is an important one for me as we have a long standing invitation to a 70th Birthday party, whilst I am aware I can’t go for long, I am determined to show my face, this will be hard as it is an evening thing and I am normally in bed before it starts, so I will be going to bed this afternoon just to give myself a fighting chance, I hope it comes off as it will be another milestone achieved as it will involve the use of public transport.
3 months ago, I could not begin to imagine that these things. that we all take for granted, would become such important challenges to me.
Avelia is teaching this morning and Laura has got a trial shift at Next, do they really know what they are getting, she will do very well if she puts her heart in to it, which I am sure she will. But they don’t do clothes my size so what use is their staff discount though she does see it as a major plus.
What I would give to be that age again.
This morning, I am going to potter and measure for some new blinds for the conservatory windows and then we will have totally eradicated the “Gothic” look in there that was left by the previous owners…
I am really missing interaction with people and can’t wait to continue my rehabilitation which hopefully, after a very busy medical week, next week, will involve me introducing this knackered body back into a bit of public life. I just have to get rid of my self conciseness that I do not appear normal, if I ever was, as the left hand side of my face is still numb and has dropped a little, it is worse when tired, also I tend to shuffle a bit, again when tired. I know very minor things, but these are the things that are on my mind, they will hopefully continue to improve. When very tired I occasionally also dribble slightly from the LHS of my mouth, I suppose this is just like a normal Saturday night for most people.
Hope you all have a great weekend.