Its taking 4 satchels of Nescafe before the thought of smiling or communicating with more than a grunt even enters my head, as the early mornings take there toll. The holiday is over now as the physio has been stepped up 3 notches from a gentle morning massage, to a series of strenuous pushes, pulls and lifts, I'm told I need to constantly try to wriggle my toes and move my legs, which is like walking in a pool of fast drying concrete.
Tomorrow will be the 1st of 3 'procedures', where in another hospital I'll recieve an injection straight into the spinal column, just below the injured part. The American girl across the hall recieved her 2nd the other day, she said there was a warm tingle up and down her spine and it took 3 men to hold down her spasming legs.. I was glad she went into so much detail in telling me this. Anyway these babies are supposed to be the big ones, with most people showinggreat improvments after them, so I'm a little nervous especiallyafter hearing her (i'm hoping slightly exaggerated) story.
I've also been fitted out for callipers (walking aids) and from Monday, I'm told I'll be able to sit on a swiss ball, which is a skill that I'm sure will come in very handy. Anyway apart from my growing sarcasm and tiredness things are looking as tho they could be on the up, so until next time, here's hoping.
Cheerio from Louis Rowe
Getting fitted out for Callipers
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