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

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