I woke up this morning to hearing D speaking through my earplugs. "The gas was slightly on so just be careful" and off he popped to work. Half an hour later I woke in a what if panic - if there was a fire and I can't move? Arthur would be in the flames and mum might not get to me! The imagination sometimes is not a favourable thing, going overtime and off on crazy tangents. So I got up and went about my day just so I'd stop thinking about such things. I mean there are only certain things you can control but unfortunately being reliant on others to get you into a support brace to be able to walk does send your brain into a what if spin. My only advice to myself or anyone in fact if that happens is get on with something else. If we all went into what if mode we'd never get anything done and live in a constant state of panic.
Lots of lovely visitors and calories to get inside my recovering bod so unlike myself it's short and sweet today.
Take care out there!
Hbombotx
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