Another day and what a difference. It didn't start out too promising because I felt very wobbly and tearful but when the physio came for me I was determined to make it up those stairs. I managed it 6 times today, and the physio pointed out that on what I thought was my worst day I managed more than last Friday. Progress indeed! Now we have to progress to the real thing and hopefully I'll make it straight up one flight! Tomorrow is the Multidisciplinary Team Meeting where the whole team discuss each patient, and I'm hoping that the physios will tell the Consultant I'm ready to go home. All we need to do now is make sure I have a discharge plan in place and I can say goodbye to the hospital. Yippee!
My love,It's wonderful to hear you're progressing with physio etc. But don't rush things,it will be a big shock when you actually get home(& very nice!)You really need as much TIME (there, I've said it again) as possible to get truly well. I remember how I felt when I got home after only one week,I couldn't even shower myself & Bernard had to help me. he even made a showerseat for me!!! Take each day as it comes,don't rush your recovery. In a different situation think of Nicholas & what he's going through. Love you xoxoxox
Posted by: jml | 03/17/2010 at 08:20 AM
Well,I second JML's comments, of course, and will add: in your determination to progress, you're showing the true grit of being your mother's daughter, eh?!
Take care, be well, and crossing fingers that you'll be home again soon... for Recovery: Phase II ;-)
Posted by: SR | 03/17/2010 at 10:25 AM
We're all so happy, especially LYLE!
Posted by: Joan | 03/17/2010 at 08:46 PM