I’m getting good, I’ve been (mostly) very good at doing all my physio and noticed a step change (pun intended!) just over a week ago – managed to lose the weeble walking style. Yesterday, I managed A WHOLE KILOMETRE on the treadmill! Had a bit of an emotional weepy – ridiculous I know but there you are. It’s good news, since I’m going to Twickenham (ha ha Daddy, Twickenham, sorry you can’t come too!) on Sunday to see England v Scotland and I need to be able to get around.
Back at work, mornings only, very busy but coping well and everybody is being very helpful – although if I hear one more quip about parrots someone might find they have a crutch inserted where they don’t want it!!