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.....

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Days 258 to 272 - "You'll be a Midget, you will"

Since my last entry cleo has settled very well into her regime of treadmill exercises and leg stretches; and on one day recently, for reasons we won't go into here, rather than walk the treadmill for 5 minutes she did 10!

While improvements are less easy to see now, because each day they are so small they are there, and as always suddenly we notice something different that really could be considered a major step forward. This time it was the simple fact of going up the stairs: until now, cleo has always had to step one step at a time, and bring the second foot to the same tread on the stairs. Now she has managed to master the art of walking upstairs like you and I, by stepping past the resting foot and placing the moving foot on the next tread above, and so on.

A big step I am sure you will agree.

Happy Shopper

Of late, since purchasing the scooter (which has been named as "Sally" for some reason only known to cleo) our shopping trips are more frequent and much easier. We can go wherever we like now, and even to the point where this week we were in a large store on one side of a main road, and having exited that store cleo was off, at full throttle across the car park, up a ramp, and across the road via a pelican crossing, and we met again in the car park of another store after I had drove round there myself, thus saving me the trouble of physically lifting the scooter into the car again!

The scooter, being quite small and compact, seems to attract the attention of small children, who seem to think it would be a good "toy" to zoom around on, and no doubt it would be! In Asda this week we were shopping and a young boy, probably about 6 years old, asked cleo if it was fun riding the scooter. She replied that it was, but she was only on it because she couldn't walk. She then suggested that they swap, and she could have his legs, and he might ride round on the scooter: he duly thought about this for some time, and declined, suggesting that if she had his legs she would be a midget!

Ahhh the logic of children: infallible!

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