Just another ordinary day in my life, which seems to be ambling along with no definition ! For 11 months now I have been the subject of some nurse or other's daily routine - you will wear this, that, you will take your pills, you will get to Physio etc etc. today the realisation hit me, that I have actually been on the outside for a whole month. Yes...... A month already !!!
The time has come, where it is now imperative that I take control ! Easily apparent that what the carers do is JUST the way it is ! - No, No, No,..... The time has come to put things into place with regards to getting my life back and trying to find these obnoxious, non-responsive, legs of mine.
As I previously mentioned, in going forward, I will not resign myself to a life governed by a joystick and rubber wheels......it just does not bode well with me !, Between doctors appointments, Physio's, and loose guts, I, today made up my mind to take this challenge to a higher level and take control of my situation - God gives the hardest fight to His strongest soldiers !!!! And a fight I am willing to persue. Perhaps, all through my life I have leaned toward the less confrontational side of things .......... Go with the flow, keep quiet to keep the peace, better the devil you know etc etc etc !
Well, Hell no, it is time to change from accepting mediocrity and turning into a ' Biiiiaaaatch ' from hell and stop being subservient to the elements that govern my daily care. First step - call to care agency,..... With as immediate as possible - change one of my full time carers - as lovely as he is, he has no spinal cord injury experience, and lacks any kind of confidence required to take care of me - I am NOT going to direct my care from the hoist sling whilst being tended to get in/out of bed ! - called and sorted with the agency ! Have changed, my double up, as of next week to report for duty from 7 - 7 as apposed to 10 - 10. This will enable both carers to attend to me from 7 am and should in theory halve the morning regime. None of them are going to be happy, but the usual two and a half regime, in my opinion needs to be reduced to one hour ! They are gonna hate me !
Be that as it may, it is now about ME ! And having done as much as possible to ease the burden, to help them in the morning, they need to jack themselves up, or apply to the agency to work in care homes with extremely old people, where time is of no essence !
Enough bitching, ....... Today was the last of the paperwork mound to be filed and dealt with - Bar her royal highness department of tax !!! Don't go there ........ Will sort it out befor the week is up ! God save our Graciuos Queen, but God save us mere mortals for late submissions !! Have spoken with them, and after loads of paperwork etc, will be absolved of all fines - As the kind lady said " nobody would have wanted to be in THAT position " Well fuck no honey, it's a little low, I retorted........ Straight over her head ! Are you in counselling ? She asks ! Yes but nothing that is helping, SILIENCE !!! Then I say, do you mind if you record this on file, and I will get the return in asap. Of course she says, duly noted - better sort it out befor the week is up !
Am thoughly pleased that the Physio's have met with me, and I have another session with them on Friday - standing in the frame - ever so needed to keep the pins and head gelled into a overall mix. Was as stiff as a rake when they called at home to do the assessment, but am sure that I will find my ground on fridxd
Tuesday, 30 September 2014
Sunday, 28 September 2014
Arguments with God
So the week ends with a little bit of retail therapy. What used to be a pleasurable experience has become a nightmare of note ! From a slender waist of 29, I have blossomed into an in between 32 - 36 size - no guarantee's ! 90% of previous wardrobe sent to the charity shop ! Ain't ever gonna get into them. I take Jeeves 2 along with me. Prior to leaving home, we measure diameters, lengths, waist etc etc etc, in the hopes of buying off the peg - no trying on - holding here, holding there etc etc. The aisles are not wide enough and most disinterested shop attendants. You gotta remember that given my condition - zips, buttons, seams and pockets are a No No. So why pray tell is all the fashion hauled out of ' Survival ' series ! Multiple pockets, hectic steel buttons and seams certain to create pressure marks. Jeeves 2 says....' Maaaaaybi wi shud looookie in da laaayyydi sectchin ' I eye him up and down and suddenly realise that Jeeves 2 might be one of those ladyboys ! I agree and sure as eggs, we are pleasantly surprised to find some butch looking pants that could work - Tape measure, this way, that way, hold up, leg width, leg length etc etc etc - we settle on a yes vote, and off we go to the teller who has been eyeing us out the corner of station. " Is you wife the same size as you " she asks !!!! Coz then all you need to know in future is that a size 16 is what you need to look for !!! I have NO comment for her..... Pay and head out - " Why me God ? " Get home, hoist onto bed, Jeeves gets them on and yihi !! Perfect fit - so officially I am now size 16 in the woman's department !!
Friday night was a nostalgic trip back to my previous address for lamb chops with JJ - have not been back since my accident almost a year ago. Although it is only about a 1.5 mile away, taxi is out of the question - my chair does not fit, stations not an option, so bussing it is the only option - first time that I have used a bus since being released. Jeeves and I plan the bus route and off we set. Peak hour, most busses jam packed and we stand at the bus stop waiting for the C10. It arrives, packed like sardines !!!
Cripples, mount and dismount half way down the bus. I look in and as predicted, 2 mothers with
prams - disabled and prams share the same space. Driver opens the side door, and orders the pram holders off the bus !! Yes....... Wheelchairs over-rule prams ! You can just see how pissed off these mothers are !!!! Everyone staring at me... " Why me God ? "
Great evening with JJ, which ended with a night cap at the old local - The Ship & Whale. Tom and Del will relate so well to this, as when they were here over for months just after my injury, they frequented the place for diner. The friendly atmosphere, good food, helpful staff etc. A welcome beyond belief as I wheeled myself in. Kitchen staff stopped cooking, bar ladies all over me, some old regulars came over, Basha, Pasha and the whole Polish staff compliment vi-ing for my attention.
What a great time........toooo many night-caps, wobbled home with Jeeves and suffered hectic spasms on Satureday - clearly I cannot drink like before. Again..........." Why me God ? "
Saturday............I had double booked ! Sometimes, I think that my injury tended to lean more to the stroke side rather than spinal cord injury ! I had accepted an invitation to Jens birthday lunch, as well
as accepting an invitation to Noah's christening ! Graham and I worked out the logistics, and it was agreed that the church would not be an option, but I could get to the pub where everyone was headed after the service - still quite a mission though ! Jens lunch was one stop on the tube away ! Selfishly, I chose the lesser of the two evils regarding " Getting there " .......... So, little Noah, my apologies !!!
Jens lunch venue was amazing !! How her and Tess are able to outdo us all on finding little gems to eat at one will never know. Situated on the 32nd floor of the highest building in Europe, The Shard, floor to ceiling windows, stunning views over London and lovely company, and a menu fit for a king ! Jen had a seafood pasta, Linda and Tess the fresh bream, and I had the pigs cheek. None of us could complain ! Although, our vegan counterpart, Tessa was not to pleased with the head on the fish !!! Cackled to myself whilst she desperately tried to cover the head with the basil leaf garnishing - love you Tess, and thank you T & J for a spoiling of an afternoon. " Why me God ? "
So the goods and the bads, continually revert to " Why me God ? " It is almost as if He is playing ' Snakes & Ladders ' with me.......One up, three down !! Like a dice been thrown ! The answer, in reality is " Why NOT me ? ". Stop searching and questioning ! Don't concentrate on the shadows behind you, coz that's not moving forward ! Have no expectations and then you can never be disappointed !!! My quest to walk again has been rejuvenated.
Friday night was a nostalgic trip back to my previous address for lamb chops with JJ - have not been back since my accident almost a year ago. Although it is only about a 1.5 mile away, taxi is out of the question - my chair does not fit, stations not an option, so bussing it is the only option - first time that I have used a bus since being released. Jeeves and I plan the bus route and off we set. Peak hour, most busses jam packed and we stand at the bus stop waiting for the C10. It arrives, packed like sardines !!!
Cripples, mount and dismount half way down the bus. I look in and as predicted, 2 mothers with
prams - disabled and prams share the same space. Driver opens the side door, and orders the pram holders off the bus !! Yes....... Wheelchairs over-rule prams ! You can just see how pissed off these mothers are !!!! Everyone staring at me... " Why me God ? "
Great evening with JJ, which ended with a night cap at the old local - The Ship & Whale. Tom and Del will relate so well to this, as when they were here over for months just after my injury, they frequented the place for diner. The friendly atmosphere, good food, helpful staff etc. A welcome beyond belief as I wheeled myself in. Kitchen staff stopped cooking, bar ladies all over me, some old regulars came over, Basha, Pasha and the whole Polish staff compliment vi-ing for my attention.
What a great time........toooo many night-caps, wobbled home with Jeeves and suffered hectic spasms on Satureday - clearly I cannot drink like before. Again..........." Why me God ? "
Saturday............I had double booked ! Sometimes, I think that my injury tended to lean more to the stroke side rather than spinal cord injury ! I had accepted an invitation to Jens birthday lunch, as well
as accepting an invitation to Noah's christening ! Graham and I worked out the logistics, and it was agreed that the church would not be an option, but I could get to the pub where everyone was headed after the service - still quite a mission though ! Jens lunch was one stop on the tube away ! Selfishly, I chose the lesser of the two evils regarding " Getting there " .......... So, little Noah, my apologies !!!
Jens lunch venue was amazing !! How her and Tess are able to outdo us all on finding little gems to eat at one will never know. Situated on the 32nd floor of the highest building in Europe, The Shard, floor to ceiling windows, stunning views over London and lovely company, and a menu fit for a king ! Jen had a seafood pasta, Linda and Tess the fresh bream, and I had the pigs cheek. None of us could complain ! Although, our vegan counterpart, Tessa was not to pleased with the head on the fish !!! Cackled to myself whilst she desperately tried to cover the head with the basil leaf garnishing - love you Tess, and thank you T & J for a spoiling of an afternoon. " Why me God ? "
So the goods and the bads, continually revert to " Why me God ? " It is almost as if He is playing ' Snakes & Ladders ' with me.......One up, three down !! Like a dice been thrown ! The answer, in reality is " Why NOT me ? ". Stop searching and questioning ! Don't concentrate on the shadows behind you, coz that's not moving forward ! Have no expectations and then you can never be disappointed !!! My quest to walk again has been rejuvenated.
Thursday, 25 September 2014
NHS or No Help Sir.........
The day started off pretty well. Jeeves 1 started the morning regime as normal - still painfully slow, but we are getting there. Thank God for the gantry hoist ( a contraption that is designed to fit over the bed and make hoisting so much easier ) . Door buzzer goes and Jeeves 2 arrives for work. Jeeves 1 does not like his routine disturbed, and likes to assume full control without any help from anyone !!!
I am ratty and tell no 1 that we will get the whole thing done in double the time.... Sulk, sulk, sulk !!!! But I now feel less than F@£ck all, as it is not about the carers, it is about my gaining the best normality into my life.
Jeeves 2 proves more than his weight in gold and helps me with the ever mounting paperwork. Applications for various concessions etc etc God the Brits like posting, and printing. One of the tasks was to get the doctors stamp in order to register for cheaper cabs ! Loving this 'discount for cripples thing ' Jeeves 2 accompanies me to the registered doctor. Yes, they will stamp it, but at a cost of £20.
Jeeves 2 throws his toys, and in true Filipino style attacks the lady behind the counter - informs her that he has done hundreds of them before, never to be charged ! And their attitude was because he was not British, discrimination, etc etc etc
Blonde, behind the counter takes pity on us....' Is there anything you noeed to see a doctor about ?' No I reply. YES says the Filipino ......and I look at him glaring at me with his upside down eye-brows. His supra-pubic site needs attention ! And it is URGENT !!! I am now dumb-founded. 'Wait a seccy' says the blond and disappears through the doors behind her.......we wait, and a few seccies later she re-appears, asks for the form and books an appointment for an hour later - doctor will see you and will sign the form once your appointment is over - no charge needed ! We leave to goo back home for coffee. En-route I ask him how he knew what he did to get that right. His answer was ' Kew neeeeed ta knoooow haw to fuck da sisttteeem ' - best Jeeves 2 I have ever had - go to the appointment and he just took over, anti biotic cream, special foot protectors to avoid pressure sores, you name it !
I now have Jeeves 2 on all the paperwork - Jeeves 1 still sulking !!!
I, on the other hand am seeing various small changes which might or might not be applicable to my long slow recovery. One of the side effects of spinal cord injury is the inability to sweat. I am now detecting a BO nose !!!, I also became poly-thermic, which means that my body would take on the temperature of the surrounds - ie have to look at what people are wearing and dress accordingly - I just don't feel the heat or the cold. Well, last night I needed to ask Jeeves for a duvet as I felt cold !!! Hugh step in my mind !
Had an email from my Physio at Stanmore today as she had had an email from the local authorities asking if there was enough room in my flat for my standing frame and my FES bike. Hugh step forward as I feel as though my body is freezing up. Standing in a frame is paramount towards regaining balance, and the bike is a therapy based on electrical impulses pulsating through my left leg. OT from Stanmore also emailed me for an update on a special backrest that I am waiting for from wheelchair services. As soon as it arrives, it is back to Stanmore for a professional tweek. Neuro Physio starts on Monday, so really cannot complain about after care - I had started to believe that once rehab had finished, that was it ! Gladly I was wrong !
Latter part of the day was spent home organising, a little early, but my folks are coming for Xmas. Last year they spent beside my hospital bed wondering if I would be a mop ( paralised from head down ) for life. This year I vowed to sit around a Christmas feast with them. Might only have half a bod to share, but what the heck, am able to feed myself and have half the better half to share. Ordered a sofa bed for the lounge which should work, but it is gonna be tight !!!! Who cares, we will have a ball.
It is too easy to become a recluse and hide behind one's laptop, iPad or desktop. I , take heed of Chrissies word, who continually reminded me of these traits of these facts. So, tomorrow I will be out on the streets looking for an outfit for Saturday. Also going to have diner with Jacs tomorrow band have arrangements for Sunday.
So, people , will catch up on Sunday.
Love ya - and remember - life is fragile .
Love ya
G
Xxxxx
I am ratty and tell no 1 that we will get the whole thing done in double the time.... Sulk, sulk, sulk !!!! But I now feel less than F@£ck all, as it is not about the carers, it is about my gaining the best normality into my life.
Jeeves 2 proves more than his weight in gold and helps me with the ever mounting paperwork. Applications for various concessions etc etc God the Brits like posting, and printing. One of the tasks was to get the doctors stamp in order to register for cheaper cabs ! Loving this 'discount for cripples thing ' Jeeves 2 accompanies me to the registered doctor. Yes, they will stamp it, but at a cost of £20.
Jeeves 2 throws his toys, and in true Filipino style attacks the lady behind the counter - informs her that he has done hundreds of them before, never to be charged ! And their attitude was because he was not British, discrimination, etc etc etc
Blonde, behind the counter takes pity on us....' Is there anything you noeed to see a doctor about ?' No I reply. YES says the Filipino ......and I look at him glaring at me with his upside down eye-brows. His supra-pubic site needs attention ! And it is URGENT !!! I am now dumb-founded. 'Wait a seccy' says the blond and disappears through the doors behind her.......we wait, and a few seccies later she re-appears, asks for the form and books an appointment for an hour later - doctor will see you and will sign the form once your appointment is over - no charge needed ! We leave to goo back home for coffee. En-route I ask him how he knew what he did to get that right. His answer was ' Kew neeeeed ta knoooow haw to fuck da sisttteeem ' - best Jeeves 2 I have ever had - go to the appointment and he just took over, anti biotic cream, special foot protectors to avoid pressure sores, you name it !
I now have Jeeves 2 on all the paperwork - Jeeves 1 still sulking !!!
I, on the other hand am seeing various small changes which might or might not be applicable to my long slow recovery. One of the side effects of spinal cord injury is the inability to sweat. I am now detecting a BO nose !!!, I also became poly-thermic, which means that my body would take on the temperature of the surrounds - ie have to look at what people are wearing and dress accordingly - I just don't feel the heat or the cold. Well, last night I needed to ask Jeeves for a duvet as I felt cold !!! Hugh step in my mind !
Had an email from my Physio at Stanmore today as she had had an email from the local authorities asking if there was enough room in my flat for my standing frame and my FES bike. Hugh step forward as I feel as though my body is freezing up. Standing in a frame is paramount towards regaining balance, and the bike is a therapy based on electrical impulses pulsating through my left leg. OT from Stanmore also emailed me for an update on a special backrest that I am waiting for from wheelchair services. As soon as it arrives, it is back to Stanmore for a professional tweek. Neuro Physio starts on Monday, so really cannot complain about after care - I had started to believe that once rehab had finished, that was it ! Gladly I was wrong !
Latter part of the day was spent home organising, a little early, but my folks are coming for Xmas. Last year they spent beside my hospital bed wondering if I would be a mop ( paralised from head down ) for life. This year I vowed to sit around a Christmas feast with them. Might only have half a bod to share, but what the heck, am able to feed myself and have half the better half to share. Ordered a sofa bed for the lounge which should work, but it is gonna be tight !!!! Who cares, we will have a ball.
It is too easy to become a recluse and hide behind one's laptop, iPad or desktop. I , take heed of Chrissies word, who continually reminded me of these traits of these facts. So, tomorrow I will be out on the streets looking for an outfit for Saturday. Also going to have diner with Jacs tomorrow band have arrangements for Sunday.
So, people , will catch up on Sunday.
Love ya - and remember - life is fragile .
Love ya
G
Xxxxx
Tuesday, 23 September 2014
Serious Bleach Needed !!
Get this.................So I get a call from a cousin of mine tonight. Shelley, you are gonna hate me for this.....but here goes......What you gotta understand is that she works for one of the High Street big names as a hairdresser - and is quite highly regarded for her colouring. She has Aubyn hair. So, we chatting away, kinda making plans to connect now that I am on the outside ( She and her two kids and husband, Sam, live a good hour and a half by train out of London - real country area, but it does have a Sainsbury's ).......... So I say ' well how far from the station do you live ' coz I cannot get the 4 x 4 into a normal car. I am now calculating weather or not I could get myself there from the station. BOMB-SHELL......... She casually asks ' does your wheelchair run on PETROL ? ' Hello....................... Sam, you need to bleach her hair ! Urgently !
Brings back vivid memories of my dad trying to fire up the old fashion 2 stroke, petrol lawn mowers, by pulling furiously at those self-recoiling cords. Think that was when I first heard the " F " word. Have these visions of an old style church hall, stackable chair, placed on an ' easy mow ' 2 stroke lawn mower putting up the hill to Shell & Sam's place - a good comparison would be like flying on Easy Jet to Australia ( sub-economy class ) , as apposed to flying Quantas first class !!!!
No, Shelley.....we have electric chairs these days ! :) :)
Pretty un-eventful day today. Made up my mind to clear the wads of mail stacked on the dining table. 11 months of paperwork, requiring answering and heavy explaining to Her Royal Majesties Revenue Services why my taxes are so late. Fines, penalties etc etc etc. Trying to do it on line was impossible - all forms PDF'd - Tried printing to manually fill them in, NO ink in printer etc etc....... Nightmare. All this with one hand !! You try opening an envelope with one hand - you WILL understand, trust me. Only solution - Give it to Jeeves 1 - Sort it ! I now have good knowledge of swear words in Romainian !
Jeeves 2 hovering around looking for anything to please me, really pissing on my battery as there is clearly only so much cleaning to be done ! Not complaining, he cooked an awesome chicken for diner, roast spuds and mouth watering roasted butternut. He is a Philopino lad, eager to please, and became a dad last week - YES, I viewed 150 pics on the Samsung tablet - cooing and aaaahhing about how cute the new born is,,,,,,, when in fact what I was thinking was..... It is so much easier, as Madonnas and Angelina did... Fly to Africa, scrape the fly's out of their eyes, pay a few bob, and leave with a ready made one ! Ambassadors they are - my ARSE !
So on that frank note people, I need some shut eye. As always, be thankful for what we have........ Health, wealth, sanity and good sense to be responsible for ones actions.
Go hug a tree !!!
Love ya
G
Brings back vivid memories of my dad trying to fire up the old fashion 2 stroke, petrol lawn mowers, by pulling furiously at those self-recoiling cords. Think that was when I first heard the " F " word. Have these visions of an old style church hall, stackable chair, placed on an ' easy mow ' 2 stroke lawn mower putting up the hill to Shell & Sam's place - a good comparison would be like flying on Easy Jet to Australia ( sub-economy class ) , as apposed to flying Quantas first class !!!!
No, Shelley.....we have electric chairs these days ! :) :)
Pretty un-eventful day today. Made up my mind to clear the wads of mail stacked on the dining table. 11 months of paperwork, requiring answering and heavy explaining to Her Royal Majesties Revenue Services why my taxes are so late. Fines, penalties etc etc etc. Trying to do it on line was impossible - all forms PDF'd - Tried printing to manually fill them in, NO ink in printer etc etc....... Nightmare. All this with one hand !! You try opening an envelope with one hand - you WILL understand, trust me. Only solution - Give it to Jeeves 1 - Sort it ! I now have good knowledge of swear words in Romainian !
Jeeves 2 hovering around looking for anything to please me, really pissing on my battery as there is clearly only so much cleaning to be done ! Not complaining, he cooked an awesome chicken for diner, roast spuds and mouth watering roasted butternut. He is a Philopino lad, eager to please, and became a dad last week - YES, I viewed 150 pics on the Samsung tablet - cooing and aaaahhing about how cute the new born is,,,,,,, when in fact what I was thinking was..... It is so much easier, as Madonnas and Angelina did... Fly to Africa, scrape the fly's out of their eyes, pay a few bob, and leave with a ready made one ! Ambassadors they are - my ARSE !
So on that frank note people, I need some shut eye. As always, be thankful for what we have........ Health, wealth, sanity and good sense to be responsible for ones actions.
Go hug a tree !!!
Love ya
G
Monday, 22 September 2014
For the love of art !
So here I am again ! For a change, this blog is not about me ! It is about moving art around the world, art that depicts the passion of South African artists ( or any artist who would like to share their work ) who are able to capture moments in time that we all ( hopefully ) long for.
Tonight I dedicate this blog to ' Dam Fine Artists ", follow their web page ! I happen to know one of the five who have started a club where they paint belong side a dam ( hence the name ) Please look at their website. As far as I am aware, all are relatively unknown artists who get together out of passion to transform canvas's into something real that could have a place on each and everyone's wall.
I have secured two paintings, oil on canvas, one of a cottage setting of the Western Cape - area well known as Peternoster - Artist .... Sharron Strickland, together with a flower oil, unknown to me who the artis is, but is one of the big five )!. Both will lighten up both rooms I intend to hang them in - awaiting the arrival.
Without any permission , Roberts Smith, a friend of mine happened to post two works she had done years ago - still trying to get the knack of including pics in the blog, but look on my FB page - lovely, lovely, lovely !!! - Ansa, you will hate me for exposing them as I know you have been looking after them since Robert left to settle in NZ.
Annie, Di and all of you that have painted, or whatever material used, share....share......share....... Let's move artwork around the globe. Always remember, there is nothing in it for me - just trying to get works around the globe - un-explored talent ! I think it was Picasso who wrote, one mans sketches is another mans painting !!! Let's do it !
As always, love, light and good laughter ! Love you, and email me your art - gavinlordie@hotmail.com. I am gonna set up a new page just for art. Until then......await your art !
With love from the chair,
G
Tonight I dedicate this blog to ' Dam Fine Artists ", follow their web page ! I happen to know one of the five who have started a club where they paint belong side a dam ( hence the name ) Please look at their website. As far as I am aware, all are relatively unknown artists who get together out of passion to transform canvas's into something real that could have a place on each and everyone's wall.
I have secured two paintings, oil on canvas, one of a cottage setting of the Western Cape - area well known as Peternoster - Artist .... Sharron Strickland, together with a flower oil, unknown to me who the artis is, but is one of the big five )!. Both will lighten up both rooms I intend to hang them in - awaiting the arrival.
Without any permission , Roberts Smith, a friend of mine happened to post two works she had done years ago - still trying to get the knack of including pics in the blog, but look on my FB page - lovely, lovely, lovely !!! - Ansa, you will hate me for exposing them as I know you have been looking after them since Robert left to settle in NZ.
Annie, Di and all of you that have painted, or whatever material used, share....share......share....... Let's move artwork around the globe. Always remember, there is nothing in it for me - just trying to get works around the globe - un-explored talent ! I think it was Picasso who wrote, one mans sketches is another mans painting !!! Let's do it !
As always, love, light and good laughter ! Love you, and email me your art - gavinlordie@hotmail.com. I am gonna set up a new page just for art. Until then......await your art !
With love from the chair,
G
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Moving on......As Noah's life starts.......
..............well guys, this blog is still in the making, have had so many requests to add photo's - yes, amtrying to work the site out as I good order along, and have to give the IT director ( Lise ) a break whilst she gets over her Spanish holiday !! ( God, I want her life ) :) :)
Gotta share this with you, I have become a complete " on-line " shopper !!!!! Yes, anything needed, on line I go....... And they deliver ! Absolute winner for a cripple - YES, the pics look great, but trust me ....... What arrives is not quite what it looked like. There is something to be said about seeing in the flesh before purchasing ! AMAZON is NOT what it seems...... Be very aware if using this site - make sure the items you are buying are those that Amozon stock !!!!!!!!. Not paying attention, I ordered 10 pairs of pure cotton pants ( bearing in mind that my injury dictates seams, zips, pockets, buttons etc etc as my skin is a major concern ) - My fault, I think I have a winner, order, pay and sure as promised, within 4 days, pants arrive ! I was in the kids department - no problem I assume, I email Amazon requesting a return for a men's size, or a refund if not available in larger sizes ( not an unreasonable request )...........AMAZON completely fob me off and inform me that they cannot help as they are not the stockists, and I must contact the supplier direct - I do this, to be return mailed that I have two options :
1) Give them to somebody that they will fit, or
2) Send them back and the returns fee is so high that it is not worth returning.
Then I get a mail saying I must post them back to an address in China ( very broken English ), at my expense, and they will post me a larger size - not to be repeated or I lose all !!!!!
AMAZON - you suck !!! - check their website out - very small print on order final saying weather or not they stock the item and out source et etc etc.
On a more positive note, today, broke all of the rules from Alcatraz and headed out to lunch, wine and fantastic friends - was gonna take the carer but discided to take the sub-carer instead. Primary Jeeves nose right outa joint ! Sub Jeeves over the moon , to be getting out and about. Fantastic road abilities, allowing me to face all slopes, bumps and paving disable nightmares as I can ! Rameez.... You rock ! Allowing me to take control of what's out there and believing that I can do it out there with confidence - note to self - Make sure that care company assigns Rameez to me as often as possible.
Life is slowly but surely starting to take itself back for me. When I am as confident to entrust myself with the sub-carer, have confidence in attacking the outside world as I have,........things have to be turning ...... But, must not fool myself into a quicky recovery - all support and help behind the scenes are still so nessesary.
Met with N at the station, again thanks to Rameez for getting me there - ramps and all that proactive shit with the station staff - Waterloo to Kingston.
Easy access to restuarant, amazing pizza, and even better company !!!!!! Nic, Graaam, Warren, Christene, Lloyd and Lina - Thank you sooooooo much for just treating me as I was before. I love you guys ! Best of all, today I met somebody who was just an embryo when I had my accident. Nine months of update from Gramme and Graaampe ( French spelling unknown ! ) and now a tiny little boy - NOAH !!!!!! We love you third couz !!!
Until later,praise, love, and thank what we have......love ya
G
Gotta share this with you, I have become a complete " on-line " shopper !!!!! Yes, anything needed, on line I go....... And they deliver ! Absolute winner for a cripple - YES, the pics look great, but trust me ....... What arrives is not quite what it looked like. There is something to be said about seeing in the flesh before purchasing ! AMAZON is NOT what it seems...... Be very aware if using this site - make sure the items you are buying are those that Amozon stock !!!!!!!!. Not paying attention, I ordered 10 pairs of pure cotton pants ( bearing in mind that my injury dictates seams, zips, pockets, buttons etc etc as my skin is a major concern ) - My fault, I think I have a winner, order, pay and sure as promised, within 4 days, pants arrive ! I was in the kids department - no problem I assume, I email Amazon requesting a return for a men's size, or a refund if not available in larger sizes ( not an unreasonable request )...........AMAZON completely fob me off and inform me that they cannot help as they are not the stockists, and I must contact the supplier direct - I do this, to be return mailed that I have two options :
1) Give them to somebody that they will fit, or
2) Send them back and the returns fee is so high that it is not worth returning.
Then I get a mail saying I must post them back to an address in China ( very broken English ), at my expense, and they will post me a larger size - not to be repeated or I lose all !!!!!
AMAZON - you suck !!! - check their website out - very small print on order final saying weather or not they stock the item and out source et etc etc.
On a more positive note, today, broke all of the rules from Alcatraz and headed out to lunch, wine and fantastic friends - was gonna take the carer but discided to take the sub-carer instead. Primary Jeeves nose right outa joint ! Sub Jeeves over the moon , to be getting out and about. Fantastic road abilities, allowing me to face all slopes, bumps and paving disable nightmares as I can ! Rameez.... You rock ! Allowing me to take control of what's out there and believing that I can do it out there with confidence - note to self - Make sure that care company assigns Rameez to me as often as possible.
Life is slowly but surely starting to take itself back for me. When I am as confident to entrust myself with the sub-carer, have confidence in attacking the outside world as I have,........things have to be turning ...... But, must not fool myself into a quicky recovery - all support and help behind the scenes are still so nessesary.
Met with N at the station, again thanks to Rameez for getting me there - ramps and all that proactive shit with the station staff - Waterloo to Kingston.
Easy access to restuarant, amazing pizza, and even better company !!!!!! Nic, Graaam, Warren, Christene, Lloyd and Lina - Thank you sooooooo much for just treating me as I was before. I love you guys ! Best of all, today I met somebody who was just an embryo when I had my accident. Nine months of update from Gramme and Graaampe ( French spelling unknown ! ) and now a tiny little boy - NOAH !!!!!! We love you third couz !!!
Until later,praise, love, and thank what we have......love ya
G
Friday, 19 September 2014
Over & Out ......
Hey guys, am so over the SP day on Tuesday !! Loved every minute of it and as so many people replied - one is entitled to them every now and then. So.... With a new lease on life, I push forward with a renewed enthusiasm to find my legs again.
My previous post " Acceptance....... " was perhaps too self indulging, but hey..... That is life - nobody said this journey would be easy ! And all of us need a certain day, week, whatever to regroup with the self. What I have discovered is that it is important to have that ' one ' friend that understands and will not chastise, but rather allow you to go through the motions.....I am fortunate enough to have one. If you are not fortunate enough to have one, make it your mission to find one ......
Having turned down a book launch, as well as a glass blowing exhibition at a famous gallery this week, I have rejuvenated myself and this town called London better get ready ........I am OUT again !
My rehab mother, Chrissy, touched base with me and we agreed to meet for lunch. You have to understand that whilst in rehab, a HUGE cocoon is created for you - any hiccup is immediately attended to by the nurses, doctors, etc etc, but on the outside, YOU are on your own ! And it can be really scary !
To meet with her on a ' friends ' basis was amazing to say the least - her not checking pill time, cathater bag emptying etc, etc. She did come to my place first and crapped all over the Jeeves about foot massage and the pooling of blood due to lack of circulation of my left leg ! Bless her, and the day was really special.......breaking all the rules so ingrained whilst doing time at Alcatraz !
Spent real quality time in the modern part of the city, Canary Wharf, lovely lunch on the locks, and
stunning weather. Also need to congratulate her on the promotion she received at work......Well done Chrissy............those patients on the spinal ward have no idea of what awaits them........ Just shut the flu&/:£k up and get on with it. You will be amazing ! A friend for life !
OK, so a little bitch session ! I was unbelievably granted a 24 hour carer + a full daily carer every day to help my full timer. A privilege that I should be extremely greatfull for., and I am. However, in order to gain as much functionality and self independence I need to try and do as much for myself as possible. Funny thing is, that if I try and adjust my package, they will re-access my situation and I am likely to loose the lot and be given a remote around my neck with maximum 4 calls a day. Not ideal. So I am governed by red tape again.........Chrissy and I were talking about it, and as she rightly said.........make use of the granted.
After 11 months in hospital and rehab, where I was told what I was wearing etc etc etc, I discided that I was gonna have an open wardrobe at home - ie all my clothes visible and on racks so that I could choose what I want to wear the next day. This I have done - carers did not know what had happened to themselves ! Washing, ironing, coat hooks drilled, hat hooks drilled etc etc - I love the attention and will continue to use it !
I am looking for a tailor to measure me up, whilst in bed, and make me custom made pants, to no avail so far. So tomorrow is my next ' out ' session - gonna hit the high streets in the 4 x 4 , together with Jeeves to try and find some clothing - A journey bound for some entertaining report back. Oxford Street beware ! ....... I need clothes to wear for my luncheon with N & G on Sunday, and just as important little Noah's Christening next week.
On the whole peep's , life is good, we are breathing, we are living, and we are ALWAYS
My previous post " Acceptance....... " was perhaps too self indulging, but hey..... That is life - nobody said this journey would be easy ! And all of us need a certain day, week, whatever to regroup with the self. What I have discovered is that it is important to have that ' one ' friend that understands and will not chastise, but rather allow you to go through the motions.....I am fortunate enough to have one. If you are not fortunate enough to have one, make it your mission to find one ......
Having turned down a book launch, as well as a glass blowing exhibition at a famous gallery this week, I have rejuvenated myself and this town called London better get ready ........I am OUT again !
My rehab mother, Chrissy, touched base with me and we agreed to meet for lunch. You have to understand that whilst in rehab, a HUGE cocoon is created for you - any hiccup is immediately attended to by the nurses, doctors, etc etc, but on the outside, YOU are on your own ! And it can be really scary !
To meet with her on a ' friends ' basis was amazing to say the least - her not checking pill time, cathater bag emptying etc, etc. She did come to my place first and crapped all over the Jeeves about foot massage and the pooling of blood due to lack of circulation of my left leg ! Bless her, and the day was really special.......breaking all the rules so ingrained whilst doing time at Alcatraz !
Spent real quality time in the modern part of the city, Canary Wharf, lovely lunch on the locks, and
stunning weather. Also need to congratulate her on the promotion she received at work......Well done Chrissy............those patients on the spinal ward have no idea of what awaits them........ Just shut the flu&/:£k up and get on with it. You will be amazing ! A friend for life !
OK, so a little bitch session ! I was unbelievably granted a 24 hour carer + a full daily carer every day to help my full timer. A privilege that I should be extremely greatfull for., and I am. However, in order to gain as much functionality and self independence I need to try and do as much for myself as possible. Funny thing is, that if I try and adjust my package, they will re-access my situation and I am likely to loose the lot and be given a remote around my neck with maximum 4 calls a day. Not ideal. So I am governed by red tape again.........Chrissy and I were talking about it, and as she rightly said.........make use of the granted.
After 11 months in hospital and rehab, where I was told what I was wearing etc etc etc, I discided that I was gonna have an open wardrobe at home - ie all my clothes visible and on racks so that I could choose what I want to wear the next day. This I have done - carers did not know what had happened to themselves ! Washing, ironing, coat hooks drilled, hat hooks drilled etc etc - I love the attention and will continue to use it !
I am looking for a tailor to measure me up, whilst in bed, and make me custom made pants, to no avail so far. So tomorrow is my next ' out ' session - gonna hit the high streets in the 4 x 4 , together with Jeeves to try and find some clothing - A journey bound for some entertaining report back. Oxford Street beware ! ....... I need clothes to wear for my luncheon with N & G on Sunday, and just as important little Noah's Christening next week.
On the whole peep's , life is good, we are breathing, we are living, and we are ALWAYS
Wednesday, 17 September 2014
Acceptance & Non-Acceptance !
Ok,.............So hopefully we are all on the same page now. My apologies for posting the wrong blog address.
So the freedom pass assesment went well................the lady took one look at me and gave me a YES, you qualify kinda look.Yay, Yay, Yay .......like I never doubted that I would fail ! Now I wait for the pass to be posted to me. In the days of real legs, I was like a mole on extasy tabs - ferriting through the underground, knowing all the little rat routes to minimize on time and get to my destination quicker. Now, sadly I have to be positioned at certain couches to board the train, require assistance with loading me on and off, finding lifts, and making sure which stations are cripple friendly, and which arn't , etc etc etc.....But, I have to consol myself with, from shortly I will travel FREE !!!! As they say " time is money " ....in my instance, time is now free !!
So, that was Mondays high light !
Ever heard of " Steak knife Tuesday " ?. Well for the benefit of those of you that don't, It is the Tuesday that having taken social drugs the weekend prior, Tuesday is when the drug is finally out of the system and one feels like taking a steak knife and slitting ones wrists ! I had only taken my doctors orders of script drugs, however " Steak knife Tuesday " discided to pay me a not so merry visit ! Woke up with a stomach bug, felt like shit, and made up my mind that I was gonna have a SP ( self pity ) day - Everything was WRONG !!!, carers useless, washing machine to loud, coffee not cold enough, weather crap, ...........the list goes on and on. But worst of all, the severity of my injury and the uselessness of not being able to do so much as prior to my injury got to me BIG TIME.
No names mentioned, but there is one person that I have had daily contact with from the time I was able to use my phone. This person has had the most amazing influence on my attitude, acceptance and general recovery. After his call yesterday, and his complete understanding , I picked myself up dusted the negativity off and am back with a vengence today !!!
Am graced today with a peaceful apartment as the carers are out on errands. Have re- evaluated my life and realise just how fortunate I am. Hey......, at least I have a functioning right hand side, and working on the left hand side. An amazing apartment with a stunning view of the railway line, carers full time, and amazing support from friends !!! LIFE IS GOOD.
So, my friends, this has been a bit of a ' venting ' blog - but I am againg on track, rolling well and ready to continue finding my legs again - tomorrow meeting up with my Stanmore mentor - promise to fill you in on a more positive, informative and humerous blog.
And remember to be appreciatve of what we have.................until then....
So the freedom pass assesment went well................the lady took one look at me and gave me a YES, you qualify kinda look.Yay, Yay, Yay .......like I never doubted that I would fail ! Now I wait for the pass to be posted to me. In the days of real legs, I was like a mole on extasy tabs - ferriting through the underground, knowing all the little rat routes to minimize on time and get to my destination quicker. Now, sadly I have to be positioned at certain couches to board the train, require assistance with loading me on and off, finding lifts, and making sure which stations are cripple friendly, and which arn't , etc etc etc.....But, I have to consol myself with, from shortly I will travel FREE !!!! As they say " time is money " ....in my instance, time is now free !!
So, that was Mondays high light !
Ever heard of " Steak knife Tuesday " ?. Well for the benefit of those of you that don't, It is the Tuesday that having taken social drugs the weekend prior, Tuesday is when the drug is finally out of the system and one feels like taking a steak knife and slitting ones wrists ! I had only taken my doctors orders of script drugs, however " Steak knife Tuesday " discided to pay me a not so merry visit ! Woke up with a stomach bug, felt like shit, and made up my mind that I was gonna have a SP ( self pity ) day - Everything was WRONG !!!, carers useless, washing machine to loud, coffee not cold enough, weather crap, ...........the list goes on and on. But worst of all, the severity of my injury and the uselessness of not being able to do so much as prior to my injury got to me BIG TIME.
No names mentioned, but there is one person that I have had daily contact with from the time I was able to use my phone. This person has had the most amazing influence on my attitude, acceptance and general recovery. After his call yesterday, and his complete understanding , I picked myself up dusted the negativity off and am back with a vengence today !!!
Am graced today with a peaceful apartment as the carers are out on errands. Have re- evaluated my life and realise just how fortunate I am. Hey......, at least I have a functioning right hand side, and working on the left hand side. An amazing apartment with a stunning view of the railway line, carers full time, and amazing support from friends !!! LIFE IS GOOD.
So, my friends, this has been a bit of a ' venting ' blog - but I am againg on track, rolling well and ready to continue finding my legs again - tomorrow meeting up with my Stanmore mentor - promise to fill you in on a more positive, informative and humerous blog.
And remember to be appreciatve of what we have.................until then....
Sunday, 14 September 2014
Sundays without Sundae's
hi ya all.
hope that you have had a good weekend ! Trust you all did. i look forward to my accessment for the freedom pass tomorrow at 9am, which will enable my free travel around the inner london area. this so called accessment entails presentation of myself together wwith all documentation to substantiate that i qualify !!!!! fucking joke !!! - like i want to be in this situation ! letter even says that they may even want me to take a few steps - well................. if i could, i would get up and walk and tell them to shove their freedom pass up their arse........ am so trying to remain within the boxes, but judging by my tone, am now over all this red-tape shit that goes with getting as much out of the system as. possible !.
will keep you posted on the outcome........ and if they manage to get me to walk the proverbial line...you will be first to hear about it.
so it will be peak our on the underground - something to challenge as it will be a first !
enough of the bitch session, will update all on the challenges of tomorrow.
stay safe, nuture what you have and always remain calm.
until later"...."............
hope that you have had a good weekend ! Trust you all did. i look forward to my accessment for the freedom pass tomorrow at 9am, which will enable my free travel around the inner london area. this so called accessment entails presentation of myself together wwith all documentation to substantiate that i qualify !!!!! fucking joke !!! - like i want to be in this situation ! letter even says that they may even want me to take a few steps - well................. if i could, i would get up and walk and tell them to shove their freedom pass up their arse........ am so trying to remain within the boxes, but judging by my tone, am now over all this red-tape shit that goes with getting as much out of the system as. possible !.
will keep you posted on the outcome........ and if they manage to get me to walk the proverbial line...you will be first to hear about it.
so it will be peak our on the underground - something to challenge as it will be a first !
enough of the bitch session, will update all on the challenges of tomorrow.
stay safe, nuture what you have and always remain calm.
until later"...."............
Friday, 12 September 2014
Balls, Banks, and hectic bumps !
So I make up my mind that its the day to sort out my internet banking which I blocked numerous times whilst in Alcatraz. Our good ol ' Google pinpoints at least 4 in the Borough / Bank area, closest one being in Borough High Sttreet. Get there to find too many stairs and NO wheelchair access. A very dis-interested staff member advises that we should head for Lloyds situated right next to Monument - we head off over London brdge, with Jeeves behind me because of uneven pavements !!!! - We find the Lloyds - with a completly refurbed frontage, sort of travatine tiled steps up to the revolving door - NO WHEELCHAIR ACCESS !! Super pissed off now, a sort of interested man gets my full on verbal abuse ! - he apologises, and explains that they are an admin site with no banking facility and sends us off to Lloyds in Cheapside. .........make up my mind that stressing about it, aint gonna help .
Get to Cheapside ....... and all I see is STEPS...........I have now lost all will to live !,,! Start blaming this chair, and everyone around me who can walk ! .............. ' Get your shit together ' I say to myself. And with that a Lloyds employer entering the building asks me if I am needing any help - She now gets the whole brunt of the cripple shit and how un-user friendly Lloyds Bank is with regards to wheelchair accessibility !!! CLAIR MARTIN you rock !!!! She organized that I could enter via the employies door - one step, easily lifted by Jeeves and all looked like things were coming together !!........NO , chair too wide - by now i am considering a course in Anger Managing !
So my new best friend, Clair, asks me if I will emtrust her to use my phone and there on the uneven paved pavement we begin the banking required - Clair running to and fro inside and out - Banking now sorted !!! - Thank you Clair - I will call her manager and tell him / her.
Point of the blog is to make sure before you venture out, call the place you intend going to, to ensure they have ramp access !
The ' Clair's ' of the world are very few and far between....... Lloyds Bank suck with regards ramp access - gonna do some research on other banks access - will keep you posted.
Until then.......
Get to Cheapside ....... and all I see is STEPS...........I have now lost all will to live !,,! Start blaming this chair, and everyone around me who can walk ! .............. ' Get your shit together ' I say to myself. And with that a Lloyds employer entering the building asks me if I am needing any help - She now gets the whole brunt of the cripple shit and how un-user friendly Lloyds Bank is with regards to wheelchair accessibility !!! CLAIR MARTIN you rock !!!! She organized that I could enter via the employies door - one step, easily lifted by Jeeves and all looked like things were coming together !!........NO , chair too wide - by now i am considering a course in Anger Managing !
So my new best friend, Clair, asks me if I will emtrust her to use my phone and there on the uneven paved pavement we begin the banking required - Clair running to and fro inside and out - Banking now sorted !!! - Thank you Clair - I will call her manager and tell him / her.
Point of the blog is to make sure before you venture out, call the place you intend going to, to ensure they have ramp access !
The ' Clair's ' of the world are very few and far between....... Lloyds Bank suck with regards ramp access - gonna do some research on other banks access - will keep you posted.
Until then.......
Thursday, 11 September 2014
Wednesday, 10 September 2014
shad thames
Today I had put aside to continue with the never ending pile of paper work which has accumulated over the past months whilst I was in rehab. After the first call to the tax people, I lost all interest and made up my mind that my time could be far better utilised with other chores.
For want of privacy reasons, I shall refer to my two dedicated carers as Jeeves's. I needed to drop off some paperwork at the Jobcentre - and asked Jeeves to google one close to us. Off we set following google maps only to arrive at the destination to find that they had moved office :(. :(.
Be that as it may, we had stumbled across the Shad Thames area, one of my favorite areas of the south east. Made up of old converted warehouses. Unusual for London, this interisting pocket is made up of a grid like configuration - again, cobbled streets with central court-yard with coffee shops and estate agents. Narrow dark alleys, criss- crossing bridges, large interesting windows created by the developers to create apartments with double volume rooms and old exposed wooden and steel beams. A really great enviroment for photo shoots - mixed constructions, mood lighting superb etc etc. To early to sit and have a Pinot Grigio, and not in the mood for a coffee, I did notice a good few restuarants which need to be explored.
Jeeves was getting a little concerned with my spasms with the cobbles, and surgested we make our way back. Pleased to be greeted by boxes from online shopping - a therapy I discovered whilst awaiting discharge from Alcatraz !!! GREAT............ hanging herb holders arrived - finally, finally, the potted herb plants can be suspended over the patio railing - they now hang at eye level which blocks out the train line into London bridge station.
So.... after an ' extremely ' stressful day of exploring, I take solice in being poured a rather large glass of PG by Jeeves and envolve myself in meditation with the lava lamp - another online purchase, that I have no recollection of.......
Until later, good positive energy and vibes to all of you..........
For want of privacy reasons, I shall refer to my two dedicated carers as Jeeves's. I needed to drop off some paperwork at the Jobcentre - and asked Jeeves to google one close to us. Off we set following google maps only to arrive at the destination to find that they had moved office :(. :(.
Be that as it may, we had stumbled across the Shad Thames area, one of my favorite areas of the south east. Made up of old converted warehouses. Unusual for London, this interisting pocket is made up of a grid like configuration - again, cobbled streets with central court-yard with coffee shops and estate agents. Narrow dark alleys, criss- crossing bridges, large interesting windows created by the developers to create apartments with double volume rooms and old exposed wooden and steel beams. A really great enviroment for photo shoots - mixed constructions, mood lighting superb etc etc. To early to sit and have a Pinot Grigio, and not in the mood for a coffee, I did notice a good few restuarants which need to be explored.
Jeeves was getting a little concerned with my spasms with the cobbles, and surgested we make our way back. Pleased to be greeted by boxes from online shopping - a therapy I discovered whilst awaiting discharge from Alcatraz !!! GREAT............ hanging herb holders arrived - finally, finally, the potted herb plants can be suspended over the patio railing - they now hang at eye level which blocks out the train line into London bridge station.
So.... after an ' extremely ' stressful day of exploring, I take solice in being poured a rather large glass of PG by Jeeves and envolve myself in meditation with the lava lamp - another online purchase, that I have no recollection of.......
Until later, good positive energy and vibes to all of you..........
Tuesday, 9 September 2014
Potholes, pushers and plush eateries
Ok, so please be patient with me .."... first ever blog ! Thanks to Lise and her persistence with setting it all up for me ! ........ Gotta love her enthusiasm to solve all IT problems.
Not much to see with regards my profile, surfice to say that I will add all those details shortly. As I mentioned, this blog is about my journey of discovering my legs again in London from a wheelchair user's point of view - intent on capturing the humerous, painful, frustrated etc etc etc side of disabled people living in London. I value everyones input, comments and and surgestions with enabling a better life for all.
Sooooooo, newly injurded, discharged from spinal rehab, and moving into my own digs, did not seem to be an overwhelming feat, and immediatly started making social plans - gotta get life back, gotta create the hectic regime together from my previous life of two abled legs that got me around the beautiful city of London - enjoy now......pay later !!!
Saturday - Lunch with Jen and Tess , lovely resturaunt called the ' Garrison ', situated in a really buzzy road in the heart of Bermondsey - Ironically, Bermondsey Street. Well worth a visit for the ecclectic mix of shabby chic and antique stores. The Garrison has one step up access, amazingly helpful staff, who went out of their way to make access as easy as one could hope for - Menue great, prices, by London standards really good - well worth a visit.
Having said the above, Bermondsey Street is fully cobbled, quite long , lacks ramps and plays havoc with ones spasms !!!
Sunday was spent enjoying the good weather with my good friends, Lise and John, who travelled down from Bristol to deliver some furniture. Amazing roast of the day at the local called ' The Gregorian ' Another good find - ramp access and friendly staff - No Cards , cash only.
As this is my first post, I have elected to keep a rather sedate tone ! Will definitly spice up the game as soon as I master this bogging thing . Until then .........
Not much to see with regards my profile, surfice to say that I will add all those details shortly. As I mentioned, this blog is about my journey of discovering my legs again in London from a wheelchair user's point of view - intent on capturing the humerous, painful, frustrated etc etc etc side of disabled people living in London. I value everyones input, comments and and surgestions with enabling a better life for all.
Sooooooo, newly injurded, discharged from spinal rehab, and moving into my own digs, did not seem to be an overwhelming feat, and immediatly started making social plans - gotta get life back, gotta create the hectic regime together from my previous life of two abled legs that got me around the beautiful city of London - enjoy now......pay later !!!
Saturday - Lunch with Jen and Tess , lovely resturaunt called the ' Garrison ', situated in a really buzzy road in the heart of Bermondsey - Ironically, Bermondsey Street. Well worth a visit for the ecclectic mix of shabby chic and antique stores. The Garrison has one step up access, amazingly helpful staff, who went out of their way to make access as easy as one could hope for - Menue great, prices, by London standards really good - well worth a visit.
Having said the above, Bermondsey Street is fully cobbled, quite long , lacks ramps and plays havoc with ones spasms !!!
Sunday was spent enjoying the good weather with my good friends, Lise and John, who travelled down from Bristol to deliver some furniture. Amazing roast of the day at the local called ' The Gregorian ' Another good find - ramp access and friendly staff - No Cards , cash only.
As this is my first post, I have elected to keep a rather sedate tone ! Will definitly spice up the game as soon as I master this bogging thing . Until then .........
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