Well, here it is over four months later. And we're still here. Sometimes I wondered if we would make it... My last post about Thelma and me was one month out and oh boy have things ever changed and for the better. Thank goodness. This recovery has been brutal - both physically and emotionally. And it's still not over. Recovery takes up to a year so I am one-third along. Last week the walker and the bathtub chair went back to Sask Abilities (free loan; you can't beat that) as I hadn't used them for a while. The walker was living life as a clothes hanger and the bathtub chair was taking up space in my bedroom. Oh the joy of being able to have a shower without worrying about flooding the bathroom or hanging on to something to balance yourself. No taking the phone in with me in case I need it... I'm still using a cane when I go out although it swings around more than it hits the pavement if I am feeling sassy - on more difficult days it is a lifesav
Tales of travel from a sixty plus girl at heart from the prairies of Canada.