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.