In the car, on way to sit ski.
I’m actually shaking.
How bad can it be?
4 hours later :
Ok. I’ve just finished.
It was bloody BRILLIANT, as in the first time I’ve properly enjoyed myself since June.
What was most bizarre was that I felt a lot safer on the ski than I did in the bloody wheelchair.
Alwyn, or Aaron had me on tethers, but they said it was largely me controlling everything.
Christ, I’m relieved.
Big, real smile on my face, even an hour later.
Here’s a bit of video: