Better and Better!

Saw the consultant yesterday - he seemed pretty pleased and gave me the OK to drive, even though I still have little movement yet in direction that I want it. But where there is a will there is a way, and I drove to the allotment today and finished pruning the raspberries. All very positive. I still have to do the exercises though - 4 times a day, with promises of more. But definitely a move in the right direction.

Further Progress

Actually progress is difficult to follow if you are the subject being monitored and also doing the monitoring! But the physioterrorist who only sees me once a fortnight seems satisfied. I now have a programme of exercises that take about 20 minutes that I have to do four times a day. I am discovering muscles that I never knew I had, and also finding muscles that refuse to do what I ask them to, which is disappointing. But there is now very little sciatic pain, except at night, and the main problem is muscles that have been underused for nearly 9 months, and have become atrophied. Walking to the pub is now quite easy, with 2 sticks, and I actually went to the allotment yesterday and tied in the loganberries. The next task is to cut out the remainder of last year's raspberry canes and have a huge bonfire. And after that I have to sow seeds and so on. Fortunately last year before all this happened I decided that more of the plot needed to be put down to soft fruit, so that there would be even less digging, and now three quarters of the area has fruit bushes on it. There will be more by this time next year!

I go to see the man in the white coat on Tuesday, and he will tell my fortune. I suspect that it will be pretty uninformative, and that I shall be told that so far as he is concerned, I am doing OK and it is now down to the physio to do the rest.

Continued in our next, which will be after the consultation.

The Village has been reached!

Well, I managed to reach the village this week on 3 separate occasions. The pub was not open on a couple of days, and I had forgotten the wherewithal when I got the timing right. One of the things that one forgets is to put all the usual stuff in one's pockets when one is dependent on a third party to get one from A to B. So we learn.

This weekend is the Brain of Bidborough Quiz. I got inveigled into writing the questions, but that apparently means that I have to deal with all the stroppy people who come and complain that they got the answer sufficiently correct to be given the point even if they have been so wide of the mark that they are in the next parish. I shall attack then with my sticks!

Continued in our next...........

p.s. The spell check on this site suggests that for 'Bidborough' I really meant 'Bedbug'!