A room with a view

Sunday August 14

On Sunday morning the walking frame is taken from me and I’m on crutches instead. I’d only just got used to the frame and it’s gone! It does turn out for the best, I can move better and more freely with crutches, but it would be nice to have the chance to get used to something before the next stage happens.

Anyway, let’s be pleased, the change only happens because the physio is happy with me and my progress. I get the sense that they are preparing for me to leave the hospital, but it’s a Sunday and the wrong people are on duty. I think there’s a chance tomorrow, but don’t know how quickly they can move on this, and I need to be picked up. Need some warning or my sister won’t be able to make it.

One advantage of being able to move around is that I can appreciate the view from the window. There are hills all around and the sunsets are lovely. But mainly the feeling is that there is a world out there and maybe one day I’ll re-join it.