Got up early this morning to get ready to go to the hospital 30 miles away,and it takes us ages to get me ready as I cannot do a lot myself. Taking a well earned rest after my wash, the phone rang. It was the Fibro and Physio appointment I was due to be at in about Hr and a half ,to tell me the guy had rang in sick.
I know he could not help it but after waiting for 4 months to get any help, I was a bit upset as I now have to wait another week. When I first needed physio I could walk with a stick. Now 6 months later I cannot walk at all and have had to buy a scooter to get about. And use sticks in doors, but my upper body has got no strength at all.
Sorry to be a moaner but I have waited so long at the weekend I was thinking how excited I was about my appointment, ' how sad is that ' lol Oh well next week but not going to hold my breath x
Love and Light to my fibromites x x