Having not worn the brace for 2 weeks I have lost my Hbombot title. For a few weeks i'd been gearing up to something, picturing myself at the wedding of our great friends Sam and Tina. It's been a massive goal as it meant travelling to Derbyshire, atleast an hour and a half in the car. As weddings are notoriously long days I wanted to be able to physically withstand the amount of sitting and standing (let alone the dancing) that would be involved.
Last weekend my dear friend Tarry (so called as I have a few Sarah's) took me further afield to see how I would cope with a longer journey. I felt fine and even tried on some wedding rings which is another story entirely! The following day we had another little jaunt incorporating two of my favourite things - Harrogate baths and Bettys for tea & fat rascals. The heat on my back was something I've craved since being in hospital so I was delighted to cope with and thoroughly enjoy the whole experience.
D had already had to miss the stag do in order to look after me so I was slightly dogearedly determined to be part of the celebrations. My slight nervousness of social situations has only arisen from not being part of things for so many months. I knew when out the corner of my eye I could see D looking proudly at me that I was back part of it again.
I was delighted to see how happy Sam and Tina were and to share in that. To be with friends letting go for the first time in forever. Most of all I was proud to have met a goal, one where I can look back and know the preparation was key. The visualisation involved in being in a place and the physical stretching needed to get mobile enough.
Now for another fat rascal, after all it's only of my favourite things!
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I am so proud of you and so happy that you are spreading your beautiful wings again. I am rather a long way behind you but I will catch up eventually. I mourn the temporary loss of our phone conversations ... I rarely feel like chatting but I am sure you recognise that feeling. I think of you every day and am always comforted by the huge amount of love between us. I gaze at my lovely red heart hanging in the window and long for May, when I will be able to spread my battered old wings too!
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Ros xx
Everything you're going through I can absolutely identify with. I've been waiting for the nod to call but let's not mourn it, sometimes you may not want to talk but you may need to. We often think when we're recovering that everyone else is fine but it is never that simple. I long to see you and lie in the cloud. I love you dearly and you will always be in my heart. Hx
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