As we coast into the new year, I finally feel as though I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. The plan is that with good fortune and fair winds, these next 2 weeks (roughly) should be my last in this place.
To say I’m excited to go home is an understatement. Having spent 2 nights at christmas, then 2 nights at new year in my own bed, I’m desperate to be free. Although it will be a huge adjustment and difficult for both me and Sarah, I’m ready for it. I hope she is, as I rely on her so much. That isn’t really an issue though; she’s never let me down yet, and I know she won’t now. How lucky am I?!
I’m not sure what my plans for the immediate future are. We have an engagement party to plan, and I have a driving assessment coming up, but that’s all I have on my calendar at the moment. I’m saving up for a few bits and pieces to keep me entertained, but on the whole I’m just going to take it easy. It will be nice to just chill out at home; have my friends round for a drink, watch a film with Sarah and Amelia… Who knows what I’ll manage to do, but I’m definitely not going to let this injury define me.
I’m hoping to get a new wheelchair soon. Who knew there were so many types and variations out there?! I certainly didn’t have a clue. Now, I cant wait to try out everything the market has on offer. There are a few brilliant looking accessories I would like to try, things like a powered wheel that essentially turns your chair into a trike, or a clip on front wheel that allows better movement offroad.
This year is going to be good, I have decided. The last one was up and down for sure, but not necessarily bad. I survived, and for that I’m eternally grateful. Now, I just need to make the most of it.