Back to normality?

I guess when lying in hospital dreaming of home you imagine yourself (even if you tell yourself otherwise) able bodied. Don't get me wrong I knew I wouldn't reach certain things like the washing machine but coming back from being institutionalised is like a massive reality check! Not only are you asking one person to do everything from picking stuff up to arranging cushions but you feel sort of less inclined when they aren't being paid to do so (#justsaying). This person or these people are doing it out of love but then that feels even more burdeonous. I will get used to this, it'll all be ok but just now it's taking some getting used to this lack of independence and reality check. 1, 2, 1, 2 can you hear me and does this quite make sense check check?!
My mum comes today to help D out. She hasn't seen me since day 4. Two weeks have passed and to see me up and walking I can only imagine will look like a minor miracle since those first few days of morphine and emotional let alone physical agony. I can't wait to see her and share the load. D must have put my brace on and off, off and on yesterday more times through indecision than comfort. I'm learning it's pretty impossible to eat in so I'm far better lying down. I'm far better stood or sat seeing our dog Arthur as he is bigger and chunkier than I remembered.
Today i have to go back to the hospital to get my hand bandage changed. To be in the public is tough having been cocooned with other patients and staff. It's hard being stared at and felt sorry for. Usually if I'm stared at it's due to a quirky outfit or coz I is purrrty but this takes alot of mental strength to ignore and to accept. But if anyone can find it deep in their spirit bionic woman can, my gran always told me I have spirit and there aren't many things my family would agree with her on but this is one!