As I write we are in the foothills of the beautiful Dorset countryside, my favourite place on earth! My leg has been quite painful the last few days, fearful I would be a sad lonely old wretch, I invited friends to the shed to help lift my sprits, Tuesday being a really busy day with L&M visiting, W&G back from Corfu, my dear friend D came over with her daughter, (actually I ordered her over, but that is another story) as well as the vivacious N! That evening I could not sleep as the leg was giving me jip! So much so, I risked drug addiction and took my co-drydamol tablets just to get some sleep. (the media are reporting how easy it is to be addicted to painkillers containing codeine!) Fearing I would never get back to a normal life I spent the entire Wednesday on the sofa with my leg dutifully raised. (I also picked up my crochet book and mastered lovely roses!) Clive decided my shed was a strong tempting crutch walk to the end of the garden so the best option was to head off in the caravan. It really is the only time I can fully relax! We sleep usually at least 12hours a day!
I must say after our trip to Abbotsbury I was a little nostalgic for Dorset, so we booked a new site close by which has proved to be wonderful. (They have baths joy of joys!) Mr C is the most tolerant person on earth, gladly wheeling me round Lyme Regis seafront, which was so delightful in the September sunshine. Usually I love to wander the hills and narrow streets but this time we stayed on the front people watching! While sitting, I realised I rarely live in the moment. I am always seeking out some new stimulus, reading, or looking for the next project, etc, that I forget to simply be. What a wonderful gift! We ate fish and chips with the clear sea air blowing softly in our faces, watching the brown (never seen before) seagulls flap and skit about. I am so lucky to have someone who cares enough to lug me around in the wheelchair, not only that we seem to chat easily about this and that. He also showed his absolute fabulousness by going back via Becca’s Emporium in Broadwindsor, as well as stopping by a market stall in Bridport that was selling some fabulous Kath Kitson Fabric at under a tenner a metre. (They are there every Saturday well worth the trip!)
However, the time away has given me the opportunity to catch up with some reading as well as mastering the art of crochet flowers!
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Wednesday, 23 September 2009
Friday, 11 September 2009
A different perspective
Last Saturday I was dancing away quite happily when ping! something went in the back of my leg, followed by a really bad cramp! A visit to the hospital confirmed I had torn a ligament, no walking for at least two weeks! No dancing for a month!
When my lovely daughter suggested a trip to my favourite fabric store which has just moved to bigger premises. We thought we would try out the shop mobility, as I could not walk far! They were fantastic, the guy wanted me to try a mobility scooter, but the wicker basket just wasn't me! I opted for an electric wheelchair with a joystick! After cursory form filling, the exchange of a fiver, and some relatively easy manoeuvring challenges, (pretend you are in a lift) I was waved off with the the guys kind words ringing in my ears
"you are covered by insurance if you break anything!" I was now in charge of an electric wheelchair with a top speed of 5 miles an hour!
Pretending you are in a lift is actually easier than actually being in one! Following my mentors advice I went in forwards and attempted to exit the lift backwards. However, i hit the side of the lift and went forward for another attempt, when the lift doors shut and I was taken up to the next floor! After going up and down a few times, I managed to get out of the lift, a kind lady risked white finger by pressing the open door button for a full five minutes!
If you ever want to take up shop lifting, an electric wheelchair makes a great accomplice, in a clothes shop I caught the handles on a couple of dresses and a bag! Fortunately Lucy came to my rescue, a five mile an hour getaway vehicle was no match for a security guard.
I did not realise how difficult it is trying to get round the shopping centre, people walk right in front of you, so I got very good at emergency stops. I now realise why it is important to have ramps and wide doors, it is nearly impossible to get round some shops!
The new store was great, I bought some fab red polka dot fabric for a fifties inspired dress from the sew magazine. At least I will have time to make it!
When my lovely daughter suggested a trip to my favourite fabric store which has just moved to bigger premises. We thought we would try out the shop mobility, as I could not walk far! They were fantastic, the guy wanted me to try a mobility scooter, but the wicker basket just wasn't me! I opted for an electric wheelchair with a joystick! After cursory form filling, the exchange of a fiver, and some relatively easy manoeuvring challenges, (pretend you are in a lift) I was waved off with the the guys kind words ringing in my ears
"you are covered by insurance if you break anything!" I was now in charge of an electric wheelchair with a top speed of 5 miles an hour!
Pretending you are in a lift is actually easier than actually being in one! Following my mentors advice I went in forwards and attempted to exit the lift backwards. However, i hit the side of the lift and went forward for another attempt, when the lift doors shut and I was taken up to the next floor! After going up and down a few times, I managed to get out of the lift, a kind lady risked white finger by pressing the open door button for a full five minutes!
If you ever want to take up shop lifting, an electric wheelchair makes a great accomplice, in a clothes shop I caught the handles on a couple of dresses and a bag! Fortunately Lucy came to my rescue, a five mile an hour getaway vehicle was no match for a security guard.
I did not realise how difficult it is trying to get round the shopping centre, people walk right in front of you, so I got very good at emergency stops. I now realise why it is important to have ramps and wide doors, it is nearly impossible to get round some shops!
The new store was great, I bought some fab red polka dot fabric for a fifties inspired dress from the sew magazine. At least I will have time to make it!
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