On Tuesday I was fitted for a power chair which will
replace my other new wheelchair.
Tomorrow I get to drive the thing - BEWARE -:). Once the power chair is
properly finalized we will fit and cut the medical grade sheepskin that Kylie
sent to me last week. (Thanks again,
Ky.)
Norm and I continued our forays out of the hospital last
week. These included a trip to the
Public Cafe where I was able to drink coffee without assistance as the new
chair is so high, and a trip to the hospital car park to inspect the Aramax
roof which I designed a few years ago.
The roof appears fine but I was far more focused on the ground when Norm
left me parked with my back facing a set of stairs. The rational part of my brain trusts the
brakes on the wheelchairs, it's just the irrational part keeps screaming
"you're going to fall down the stairs and die!!"
Norm has been feeding the bush turkey ('Ned' or
'Christmas', whoever you are talking to).
The turkey comes peering through the glass doors to see if he is around
to feed him more grapes. Norm has been
letting him get a little too close on occasion: the turkey managed to draw
Norm's blood over the weekend. Despite
being in a hospital there were no bandaids to be found :-)
It was lovely to see Darrel on the weekend, he brought
down Moreton Bay bugs which we ate on the verandah with salad on Saturday. On Sunday Norm Darrel and I ventured out to
the local pub for lunch, the Norman. The
Norman is a short 15 minute roll from the hospital and boasts of being
Brisbane's worst vegetarian restaurant.
I had the S&P calamari and a diet coke. The doctors have said I am allowed the odd
glass of wine but I have decided not to have any until I can pick the glass up
myself - now there's an incentive!
While Norm drove Darrel to the airport I had a game of
scrabble with Martin, with him picking up my tiles. I copped a thrashing so sacked Martin and got
Norm to select better tiles for me for the second and third games. Val has also been picking great tiles for me
this week in a game against Quentin, who is back from France.
Wednesday afternoon is normally free for me (which means
more scrabble) but I lost most of the afternoon today getting an MRI done on my
shoulders. Hopefully they will figure
what is causing the pain and give me a magic pill to fix it, rather than a
dirty great cortisone injection!
I am looking forward to seeing Darrel and Ky this
weekend. We may attempt a trip to
Kangaroo Point in a taxi, depending on my power drive skills (yet to be
learned). Next Tuesday is the big
meeting with family, doctors, physios, OT's etc etc so I get to have a long
weekend with everyone which will be lovely.
I will update you again after the meeting.
xx