No physio today because the union members of the physiotherapy staff are out on strike and Praline is a member of the union - I think for a pay rise, that's usually what strike action in the government is about! That didn't set my mood up any better either. Then I got word that the speech therapist would be here at 11.00 am (while I was being showered and hair washed) and it's now 12:50 pm and still no speechie - does it surprise me? No? And no OT time written down either although Tracey said I would be having it - so a total waste of a day, therapy-wise!!
I didn't go out to lunch, not interested in sitting with other people today - actually realising that mid-January is really the earliest I can expect to go home and it will probably be later than that has knocked the stuffing out of me a bit -- that's such a long time and I want to go home so desperately now, God knows how I'll be in 7 or 8 weeks!! Will this never end??
Leigh rang this afternoon and I had a good whinge which was probably not a sparkling conversation for her but made me feel a bit better!!
I never went out of my room today so no walks and that was NOT good - if I won't do the extra walking per day, the process will only take longer so am only hurting myself, so that's enuff of that, Bingham!! I did do swallows - and with nobody watching I can do the Masako exercise really well (poke your tongue out between your teeth, keep it out by holding with your teeth and then swallow - try it, it's quite difficult to do!) and also did hand exercises with the silly putty -- but none of the most important, the legs! I can't let my moods affect my motivation but that's the hardest exercise of the lot.
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