Every day I’m shufflin’

The physio came again this morning and she was well impressed with my progress on the crutches.

She promised me last week that if I was doing ok, we would attempt the stairs this week. True to her word, she asked me if I was feeling up to it....hell yeah, bring ‘em on!

A valiant attempt was made, but sadly my cage is so bulky (and the steps so narrow) that I couldn’t fit my bad foot safely on the step, even when I tried to turn sideways it still wouldn’t work, especially with the turn towards the bottom of the steps.

You should know by now, I don’t give up easily, so I perfected my bum shuffle up and down the stairs a couple of times. For good measure (and because she thought I could), once I’d got down the stairs into the utility room, I got my crutches back and was able to take the one step over and into the garage.
Without getting too excited, this potentially means with Mr A’s help, I might be able to go out!!!
Our next door neighbour offered us a loan of a wheelchair when I first came home, so if we can indeed borrow this, I might even be able to go wild in the aisles of Asda and do some Christmas shopping. :-)

DQ x