It's a slow, but noticeable improvement. I still need to take the proper steps. I can, with assistance, just about stand. If my text is rambling, I'm on oral morphine to help me deal with the pain.
I'm depressed. I had hoped I would have been able to walk as far as the end of the ward by now - but I can't.
Yesterday, I was told that I'd be going to rehab. I imagined a country-style converted barn house but was told it would be either St. Marks' Hospital, Maidenhead, or Upton Hospital in Slough, (which wouldn't be so bad). However, this morning I was told it wouldn't be my choice, as I'd been led to believe, but the hospital in which the first bed became available. I very much pray that it will be the hospital in Upton.
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