Convalesing

It's been two weeks now since I have been home. It has been a strange two weeks. I have got used to going to the loo again but I didn't bargain on how often I would be making a visit. It has steadily reduced as the two weeks have progressed. I am now only waking twice in the night - so I at least now getting some decent sleep. For the first few nights I was home I felt the need to pay a visit every hour or so! I know that I am a grumpy bear if I don't get a decent sleep so I was not happy - strange when you think what I have been through and now I am in the place I could only dream about this time last year.

Like all recoveries you have your good days and bad days - that old cliche "tomorrow is another day" is so true as when I wake up in the morning you do feel different than when you went to bed the night before. I am back in the kitchen cooking simple suppers much to Neil's relief I think! I walked to Waitrose every day last week and  took Colin for  a 35-45 min walk on his lead. I really believe that he knows that I am not fully repaired yet as he does not pull on his leas like he normally does and his happy taking his time. A lovely cuddle with him always lifts my spirits. I am trying to keep positive - I am trying to make the best of this last burst of sunshine and have sat in the garden reading which I have enjoyed.

But I have to keep things in perspective - I was getting frustrated that I was not making as much progress as I thought I should be - bench marked against what I do not know - but as Neil pointed out yesterday comparing how I was when I came home 2 weeks ago and now I am making progress and it is all good and not to be too hard on myself.  I need to keep this is in mind when I next feel disgruntled!