As I’ve asked around a bit and failed to find ‘ company’ for my outings on my Trike wheelchair, I’ve been going out by myself, which after getting over the very real ‘ fear’ of getting stuck somewhere and absolutely not being able to extricate myself, has proven to be ok.
I do need to exercise a lot pre massive operation to assist in my recovery – fairly obvious that a ‘fit’ me will recover better than an ‘unfit’ me.

It was being so strong that ‘saved’ me 3 years ago from almost certain death, after all.

I’ve lived in this area for such a long time, but really not explored it properly.
Now I’m doing that ( at least where I can go ) and it’s already shown me how badly I know the area. When you go down a path that you kind of knew was there, but never actually went down, it’s been a bit surprising what you can find at the end.

This stuff may not exactly be high adrenaline, but it’s better than some of the other emotions that I’m now used to.

Today I do have my buddy from school (that was a fair bit ago…) coming to visit – to accompany me on a wheel about – and that’ll be good.