Went out tonight with some old friends.

I think it was an eye opener for them to see just how much more incapable my surgeon/ surgery has made me – having witnessed me needing 2 people to get me dressed and into my chair.

Anyway…. back to Chiswick on Sunday, by special wheelchair taxi I think.  I have to get even more used to asking for help than I did before, like a push to the front door of where I live.

As advised by Lady Marie, I just have to ask and someone will be compassionate to assist . That won’t be everyone, but there’s always SOMEONE. That might be a total stranger before someone that you know…. and it’s how life is, that there are plenty of special people out there.

I know that already though. Life has been full of surprises, both pleasant and not so pleasant.

My next chapter is about to begin, for sure.

I can’t wait to see my daughters more often.