Tuesday, 18 December 2012
Rubbish From My Fridge
So tonight we had a clean out of my fridge door, I said I was a bit puzzled, the 7 items there had been there for ages, and yes, Timmy checked 7 or 8 jars and they were all well beyond the BBE dates and were thrown away. So my fridge door looks a bit naked now, nakeder than it ever has since I moved here
With My Right Hand
So I was about to pour a glass of milk to drink with my dinner. Suddenly I stopped, thought "RIGHT HAND" and used that to pick up the bottle and pour. Lordy, it's the first time in ages that I used my right hand for this. It was almost perfect, only 1 or 2 ml escaped. ANOTHER thing to practice
(sent from my phone)
(sent from my phone)
It Hurts
So walking my right knee hurts loads. When I am really trying I remember to bend my right knee when I step. Then it doesn't hurt AT ALL.
Practice makes perfect, I s'pose.OK, now I can't tell if my pathways were damages by bleeding in the brain or by relearning when I was just starting to sit up in bed etc afterwardsI am struggling to make new pathwats in my brain, as the old pathways were so badly damaged by my crash
SaraH Jones
So SaraH Jones the Occupational Therapist came round and came to Morrison's with me and Timmy. Without my wheelchair, we left my wheelchair here in the hall, walked to the car, drove to supermarket, walked to get a trolley and pushed it around the shop on my feet.
I am flipping exhausted now but I managed!!
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