Progress.
After almost eighteen months, I finally go forward!My balance is much better, I use my arm and I walk with a frame! About bloody time! My speech and writing are better and I transfered myself to the toilet myself today. Nothing is easy any more, for thirty years plus I could walk effortlessly, now I can’t stand up! and try going to the toilet when your left side is useless, not easy! I can’t just nip to the loo when I want, I have to wait for my Carer in case I fall, then transfer from my wheelchair to the toilet, having positioned myself first, then I struggle to pull my clothing. Try taking your pants up and down while sitting on the toilet and your left limbs are no help, I tend to crash around a lot at this point and other people are tempted to help me, but they mustn’t as I won’t get better, but its very tempting and I couldn’t watch anyone struggle if I could help!
So I am sat in the garden in the heat, the cat has just walked past and looks very cheesed off and Howard is watching the Open golf!