I have been quite unwell for the last 18 months. Thankfully with really good support from the NHS and my GP I have the right meds and feel quite well.
My illness has meant loss of balance and I now use a stick. One thing I love is riding upstairs on buses. It made me quite sad to think that won’t happen any more. Yesterday I went to do a bit of Christmas shopping. When I came out of the station I lost my balance and smacked my face on the pavement. Fortunately no real damage was done except for extensive bruising and cuts.
A passer by called the Ambulance Service and as I was sitting on the cold pavement I was insisting that I did not need one. I understand the amount of blood was alarming. I managed to speak to the service and convince them. I phoned DH who came and got me. This is the third time in 4 months that he has to scrape me up. So we agreed, no more going out without him.
I am so grateful for the health I do have, but losing my independence is a lot to cope with. I am sure this has happened to many of you . I admit the rapid onset of this has shocked me.
Any tips on how to cope
Found out today, can't take it in
Well, that was a farce.........


