The last four weeks have been just brilliant, I have been chief bottle washer, sort of domestic goddess and Miss Speedy whilst walking the dog. As per physio instructions have been walking at pace every day and had cut down my time into town with Lottie Bots to 30 minutes as opposed to at least three quarters of an hour. Poor ole Lot Bots has been exhausted every day with her little legs being trotted at pace across the park, and her little flappy years being assaulted with "Come on Lotbots, I ain't got all day," well this morning the tables are turned.
Lotbots is now once again waiting for her Mum! My thirty minute bracing walk has become a slow and painful one and a quarter hours. For 4 weeks I have been free of a syringe driver, but today I just about breathe with it. I am exhausted, what should have taken me a maximum of 2 hours today has taken all morning because I have stopped so many times until I can manage the pain.
I should be angry and upset that my treatment at the Royal Brompton has only lasted 4 weeks, but I am not it has been a pleasure to feel so well, and I am really glad that I made the most of feeling so well. Back to a slower pace now for the time being sure Lottie will be pleased that she can spend more time cuddling her Mum on the sofa.
Hugs to everyone Daxiemad xxxxxx