On monday 21st November 2005 my partner cleo had a stroke. Since then we are bashing our heads against all the problems of rehabilitation and care that most people never encounter.This blog will be a record of our road to recovery and the thoughts I have along the way.....

Friday, March 03, 2006

Day 103 - TGIF.. not likely

WE had the visit from Mohammed this morning , and I have to say that if the promised physio goes as smoothly then there will be few problems. We outlined our hopes, and the concerns we had that cleo would not be seeing james for a couple of weeks at the end of the monbth, and the main goal we had was that the physio provided by the care team (as yet we do not know who the therapist will be) continues to keep muscle tone in cleos hip and shoulder, so that the good work done by James is not lost in the interim.

We explained that we believed there was little the care team could help us with in terms of day to day living, as we seemed to have resolved most of those issues ourselves. Mohammed was happy to accept that, and agreed to concentrate their efforts on the muscle tone issue and would inform the physiotherapist allocated to us that this would be the plan.

I thought it better not to ask what experiments the alien abductors had carried out on the care team which had necessitated a 5 week hiatus in their visiting us at home, fearing I might touch a raw nerve (one left exposed by the alien experimenters even).

So, with no physio scheduled at the hospital by James today it was off to do shopping and then getting ready for work this weekend. Most people think "Thank God It's friday", I am the reverse. My working week starts on friday, so I think "Oh God, It's Friday", but it passes, and it's "Thank God It's Monday" soon enough.

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