My OH went back to work on Mon, a week later than planned but we certainly needed that extra week.
My sister was here all day yesterday, we had a jaunt out & I persuaded her to go home & let me have an hour on my own.
I decided to try propelling myself in the light weight wheelchair because my legs had completely given up.
Mission accomplished, I launched myself out of the chair, whacked my head & elbow, right leg buckled underneath me & chair on top.
Couldn’t get up but got a bit more comfortable & that’s where my OH found me. I had my phone & knew he’d be home very soon so 20 mins later, but in floods of tears & very, very shocked. Morphine & an early night helped, but still feel a bit shocked, battered & bruised. I’ve discovered that part of being independent is knowing your limitations.
What was I thinking of???? Luckily OH was very understanding. Have had a really quiet day with our youngest son who’s been working from here all day 
xxx
