Following last weeks two for one at Anfield, James Bond, or more precisely the Odeon at Liverpool One, decided to follow suit! Whilst I call it a two for one, that is very much a piece of internal 'spin' to make the whole notion more palatable to myself, as opposed to calling it what it is, that being a carers/disability allowance! But let's stick with the positive of it all! as this '2 for 1' lark is seems pretty decent to me. And while we're on the glass half full side of things, customer service in general has been really very good indeed, people really do seem to go the extra mile to help out, with the lady at the Odeon being a case in point (I must be in a good mood this morning as my natural cynicism would typically take that 'extra mile' as being patronising!) I'm probably tempting fate there, I'll have a pat on the head and buddy off the next person!
The film itself [the new Bond] was really good too, not your typical Bond but I'll leave it there for fear of having to issue spoiler alerts! And with our special discount it meant we could afford to go in the gallery, which is basically a slightly posher cinema experience! Free drinks and snacks and great seats right at the back, which is all important as the standard disabled spots are front centre which isn't too beneficial for the old neck!
On the ward at the mo I'm continuing with o.t. and physio as normal, things are moving towards more fine tuning and making sure I won't kill myself upon release, for instance I had a cooking assessment last Wednesday, it wasn't John Torode and the fat greengrocer style assessment, they just wanted to see that I could use the kitchen safely without setting fire to the hospital or myself! Thankfully we survived and the guys on the ward got to enjoy some nice meatball sandwiches for lunch instead of the usual hospital gruel. ....speaking of which I seem to manage to avoid eating the hospital food almost all the time now, without really making a conscious effort to do so! So a really big thanks to everyone who brings me food or takes me out for it, I suppose it's part of the preparation for going home, reminding your taste buds that there is still work out there for them!
And in physio I've been trying to get vertical again, sadly this requires mechanical assistance of course, no miracles to report! : ( ....but getting into a standing position is good for the body, as despite efforts to the contrary since the invention of the t.v. we are not designed to remain seated, so using a tilt table and then hopefully a standing frame I'm trying to get upright! Sadly my old adversary, blood pressure, rears its ugly head at this juncture and I tend to go more than a touch pale! It's getting there though and I have a new 'binder' which is helping a lot but is not doing any favours on the moob front as its like a corset! But is doing its job of helping to maintain a decent blood pressure!
Going on the run!
Oh and in other ward related news ....I haven't mentioned the bloke who jumped out of the window to escape the police in a while....but apparently when he got discharged last week, there was a police van waiting downstairs for him, and in what seems like the most ridiculously inept bit of policing ever, they asked him are you 'Rob Bear' (not his real name!) he said no, gave them a different name and simply wheeled off in to the night, not sure you can really call it going on the run in this case! and not 100% sure of the factual accuracy of this but I'm led to believe, from various sources, it's true. (its enough for the bbc!)
On the home front, JK is in full swing getting things sorted for my home coming. They've been fitting a new boiler this week so they can build around it and make a wet room for me. I'm expecting a really posh pad when it's all finished! Thanks to everyone for all the hard work.
It's Tough Mudder!
Hope all's well?