A man grows most tired…
October 17th, 2006 by timelady
…while standing still.
I’m still sick. I feel feverish, and to the vast amusement of the offspring,have lost my voice. Send vitamin C, lots of it. I can’t take any more garlic. I am a walking vampire deterrent.
BUT. Thats all from the self pity whinge front.
Because I get a new TENS unit this week, all of my own. With that, and the slow acceptance that I am improving back wise, (my physio agrees with me, exercises are going to be ramped up! Pilates!), and I MAY be able to get back on the bike. The bike, my beloved bike, the sum of my recovery ambitions encapsulated in dreams of riding.
Small updates as they come to hand. Errm, back.
