Thursday saw my latest meeting with all the various specialists, and in what probably sounds like bad news but really isn't too bad! The original discharge date of the 12th December was agreed upon as still being a realistic target date for me to be turfed out! So the talk of November has been quashed, which I must admit came as something of a relief to myself, Jenna and probably more than anyone else my parents, as the downstairs toilet, which is to become a downstairs wet room is still very much just a downstairs toilet! ....this isn't however my parents fault but more to do with what is quite possibly the most illogical system I've ever encountered. Basically the community o.t.'s who come to your home to assess what needs to be done to make it suitable for you, don't actually come out until you're discharged! Ridiculous! I gather their plan was for me to sit by the back door for three weeks while the work was done once I was discharged! ....thankfully the o.t.'s in the hospital fibbed a little about my discharge date and JK also made a somewhat persuasive phone call to help them acknowledge the stupidity of their system....and someone did come out this week who was apparently very helpful indeed and things have now begun to kick up a gear so I may be able to get in the house using something other than the makeshift wooden ramp I'm currently using and will also hopefully have a bathroom!
But back to the discharge date, within the next couple of weeks idea did seem very daunting, and to be honest a little premature, the original date gives us a bit of breathing space and time to feel a little more prepared for it all!
Aside from that lot I had another nice visit home this weekend, nice manly night in with my dad, watching Take Me Out and XFactor! Thankfully we rounded it off with Match Of The Day so hopefully restored some manliness!
And then Sunday was a visit to Anfield thanks to Jen for sorting the tickets! Two for the price of one as Jenna gets in free as my carer, makes you feel a bit special but all good if it's saving a few quid!! ...not a bad view either sitting down at the Kop end of the Paddock, front row! Thankfully I managed to avoid being hit in the face by the ball and also avoid the rogue sprinkler that soaked half the crowd, as that would have been very grim, it was absolutely freezing at the ground!
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The only other thing to report was a second visit to the wheelchair rugby, sadly I was still not allowed to get involved in the contact stuff, but I did a lot more of the fitness drills and was absolutely knackered, my shoulders have never done so much in their life! My mum had the pleasure of me yawning all the way home when she picked me up! Can't wait to get stuck in there properly, just hope the rods in my neck are well fixed!
Hope you are all good,
Mark x x x