It's time for an update because it's been exactly one year since this happened. I won't be 'celebrating' with a drink this evening though.
You should. You've made immense progress.
It's time for an update because it's been exactly one year since this happened. I won't be 'celebrating' with a drink this evening though.
I might have one - I'm going to be up late this evening as I have something important to get done so a Navy Strength Plymouth might keep me company.You should. You've made immense progress.
There's no other way to deal with it. If I hadn't got something like that, I'd have been surprised.Your daughter did well to crack a joke IMO, humour is the best way to deal with challenges
Yeah, I tried not to sugar coat things. Hey, you never know - Next year, we may be able to raise a glass somewhere together againThat's some good news and some rough truths there
Feek in that picture 3rd in bottom row...
You look like a sexy bavarian barmaid/milkmaid...
quite turned on
Yes. I’d love to *thumbs up*When all this crap is over and socialising is possible again, have to meet up in London *especially if I can get some more comedy radio show tickets* and have a nice drippy, dirty burger again.
Not now, no. I had some physio after the surgery and was given exercises to do which I did regularly for quite some time. I don't think the range of movement I have is going to get any greater now.Stay strong buddy, seems like you're making steady progress! Do you have a physio/exercise regime to do for rehab?
Yes. I’d love to *thumbs up*
Genuine and loud laugh when I read thatYou look like a sexy bavarian barmaid/milkmaid...
quite turned on
Thanks Mags, despite the rubbishness this year has been, I really do hope it'll improve a little bit.Quite the thread and journey. Feek, I love the last three lines of your post #200.
It's good to know that the fall detection feature of my watch kicked in and it wanted to call the emergency services but I stopped it.
Some passers by stopped to help and a few minutes later, a Police car stopped. They checked me over, got me in their car and brought me home.
I posted a big update a month or so ago here, have a shufti at that, save me retyping it
I'm always aware of my tongue, it's uncomfortable in my mouth and the best way I've found to describe it is as though there's a dull double edge razor blade resting on the surface of my tongue. It's been over three months since the surgery and it's not getting any better. That's not going to change, it's always going to be like that.
I like this a lot I've never got along with traditional occasions like new year or Easter or annual guff. But I find myself remembering the exact date important things happened to me. Nicer to mark those in my own way than go along with a random list of national milestones. next week will be 10 years since I moved into this house, and while I've been wanting to move on for most of that, I left an abusive relationship/home so it's very important.This evening I will have a large Plymouth Navy Strength gin and some nice rich fruit cake. That's how traditions start, right?