In the last few weeks i have learned a lot of how it feels to be temporarily incapable,and my heart goes out to them that are permanently physically disabled.
To do the most mundane tasks become like a mountain to climb,and one becomes like a circus performer juggling with one hand.
But it has made me much more appreciative of daily living and not taking so much for granted ,and i suppose one can become quite selfish until the #%@& hits the fan,for only then can we take off those rose tinted glasses to see more clearly.
I rarely if ever used my dishwasher,but now i find it invaluable,even though they are not all they are cracked up to be for some things never are squeaky clean.
I do cook,but never anything now which takes much thought or preparation,and the airfryer cooker has been an absolute boon,for i never have the need now to use my main oven.
Doing the laundry has become rather difficult,and whilst i always used to iron everything,it has now become something i would rather forget about.
My garden of which i was once so proud of has become rather a wilderness,although the front garden looks pretty ok,thanks to the Brandon gardeners who do their best to keep it looking ok ish,but they can only give me an hour every two weeks.
And then of course its the shopping......whilst i loved mooching around the supermarket, that is now not possible,so i did put an order in for home delivery from Iceland which was acceptable,however i have now put an order in with Ocado as their range of goods is so much greater,and so i await delivery on Monday.
For someone who has always valued their independence this has been a tough call.
The brightness of my week was yesterday,when a neighbour knocked on the door and gave me a huge basket of fruit from M&S. Some people do care,but very many dont care.