Gawd, I know I’ve been a bit quiet on this diary for a bit, so an update….
Firstly my big news is that it’s scheduled that I’m outta here on June 5th!
As my ‘treatments’ seemed to be lasting forever, I came up with the ‘genius’ proposal of doing 2 a day.
‘What a good idea!’ seemed to be the response…. that was then implemented.
15 more sessions of electrocution ( they really don’t approve of that terminology ..) followed by post testing of all the measures they did before they started, and then home.
Since starting my regime of one Chill Pill a day, Sod’s Law has kicked in, and I’ve been really busy with visitors and things to do.
Clair’s visit was definitely a highlight ( 5 days with a fantastic friend, and genuinely a lot of laughs and fun ).
We’ve been to cafes, the odd bar, watched films, been wine tasting ( big thanks to Jamie, Whitney, Brian and Jennifer too ),and even been to the Races ( thanks J and C, yet again ).
Doubling the rate of my schedule, going to the gym and having company has seemed to make time run at its normal speed, probably for the first time post injury, it having slowed to a virtual standstill for long, long periods.
When I get back, I’ll look pretty much the same I’m guessing, except for bigger legs.
I’ll have a better voice ( that’s the gym effect ), and a tan ( face, arms and front of legs ).
I use the arm bike crank in the gym here.
It records speed, distance, power etc.
I think it’s worthy of note to record that there is actually an arm bike ‘study ‘ going on at the moment here, as one of the many experiments on paralysed people.
Anyway, one of the participants ( Dan ) was saying the other day, as he cranked away , after doing it every day for 5 weeks, that today he was going for a personal best of 8 miles in the hour allowed.
I did feel a bit bad saying to him that I was doing 12 miles in my own hour long sessions….
But mention it, I did.
Well he’s half my age, for a start!
So, will I get to come back and have an implant, and possibly regain a little function ?
They won’t say, is the answer.
Reading between the lines, i’ve a fair chance, when I don’t know ( 1-3 years? ).
I’ve made it clear that I want to, am an absolutely reliable and disciplined participant in everything they ask of me, and they definitely seem to like my accent.
When I asked Susan ( Big Chief of Everything ) if my attractive accent would put me at the front of the queue ( ‘line’ here )…she just laughed.. but it was a genuine laugh, at least.
Yes, one of the experiments involves having a man’s head, actually up my arse.