Monday 20 August 2012
Nine Weeks: 15th June - 17th August 2012
These last few weeks have been pretty amazing:
First of all my holiday in Canada, which saw us travel from West to East. During the holiday we settled into a routine of geting up at 7.45/8 a.m. and travelling from around 10 a.m to 5p.m. except for our last week in Winnipeg which was more relaxed.
If anyone is interested in my holiday I am writing a blog: http://canadianescape.blogspot.co.uk/
On our return I was quite poorly with a urine infection and had three consecutive courses of antibiotics before I finally got rid of it. This made me extremely tired and I had to just have some quiet relaxation. The pains began on the return plane journey from Toronto, so I know that I have been extremely lucky to have had one amazing holiday, which was a huge undertaking, without any problems.
On the 10th August, the town where I live hosts the 10 day FEVA festival. Festival of Entertainment & Visual Arts. http://www.feva.info/
I am a great supporter of this event and duly made my choices of which events I would and support. My sister came to stay for a few days and amongst the events we visited some of the art exhibitions.
It was good to have the company and also share this festival with.
Although I am reasonably independent threre still places that are inaccessible to me on my own. I don't let this perturb me too much, there is nothing to gain by worrying about the uncontrollables. I am just grateful when the opportunity presents itself to do something different.
I am now feeling physically very tired, and have been spending my time reading, but rest assured that I wouldn't have changed anything that I have done or achieved over the last few weeks.
In my eyes this is a very small price to pay for all the enjoyment.
Monday 6 August 2012
Thought For The Day . . .
I have just been reading about a 21 year old girl who had a Stroke 9 months ago, and how her life has been turned upside down.
She has relearned to walk and although she knows that life will never be the same she simply says that "she is lucky to be alive".
I wish her well and know that the 3 P's will get her though it:
Persistance
Patience
Perseverence
She has relearned to walk and although she knows that life will never be the same she simply says that "she is lucky to be alive".
I wish her well and know that the 3 P's will get her though it:
Persistance
Patience
Perseverence
Wednesday 1 August 2012
Post Holiday and Botox 3
This year, after discussing it for many years, we finally got to go to Canada.
Something has always got in the way, not least the Stroke which I have been unlucky enough to get.
I spent the winter and spring planning the trip, laying out maps, highlighting prospective routes and then deciding where our overnight stopovers should be. I read guide books and made lists of the necessary items to take eg: three and a half weeks of medication.
We flew from Manchester to Vancouver on June 15th and spent two nights there before transferring to Victoria, Vancouver Island for two nights, returning to Vancouver for one further night and then collected a hire car. We had the car for twelve nights and travelled 1650 miles through Whistler, Penticton, the Okanagen Valley to Kamloops and then from Jasper to Banff before returning the car at Calgary.
Our last stop was a week with a cousin in Winnipeg.
So
we have travelled through British Columbia to Alberta, flown over Saskatchewan
to Manitoba and flown over Ontario! A West to East Fest if you pardon
my enthusiasm.
Indeed, not quite a relaxing holiday, but all the preparation meant that the holiday went without any problems.
My health stood up to the rigours of the travelling, which meant getting up around 7.45/8.00 daily and being on the road by 10.00am I have to admit that since our return on July 10th I have been extremely tired and have not quite got back to what constitutes normal these days.
The day that we flew home from Toronto was by coincidence the third anniversary of my Stroke. Who would ever have thought at that time that I would be able to undertake such a holiday. Certainly not me!
A Stroke can affect a person in a number of ways, but I always tell people that it is not the end of life, but the beginning of a new way. Go for it!
I had a phone call more or less on our return inviting me to the Botox clinic again. This time after much discussion I had No. 3 injection, this time into my lower arm which will aid my fingers as they had started to "claw" again. Botox will never be a cure, but it relaxes the muscles enabling exercises to progress.
The Doctor stated how she had noticed the improved range of my wrist and arm: this in turn spurs me on to keep up with daily exercises.
All is continuing to go in the right direction and I have to be prepared to take every opportunity that is given to me.
Even on my holidays I kept up with exercises, although we did sometimes get odd looks from people as we did the exercises at bus stops, on the beach . . .
Something has always got in the way, not least the Stroke which I have been unlucky enough to get.
I spent the winter and spring planning the trip, laying out maps, highlighting prospective routes and then deciding where our overnight stopovers should be. I read guide books and made lists of the necessary items to take eg: three and a half weeks of medication.
We flew from Manchester to Vancouver on June 15th and spent two nights there before transferring to Victoria, Vancouver Island for two nights, returning to Vancouver for one further night and then collected a hire car. We had the car for twelve nights and travelled 1650 miles through Whistler, Penticton, the Okanagen Valley to Kamloops and then from Jasper to Banff before returning the car at Calgary.
Our last stop was a week with a cousin in Winnipeg.
Indeed, not quite a relaxing holiday, but all the preparation meant that the holiday went without any problems.
My health stood up to the rigours of the travelling, which meant getting up around 7.45/8.00 daily and being on the road by 10.00am I have to admit that since our return on July 10th I have been extremely tired and have not quite got back to what constitutes normal these days.
The day that we flew home from Toronto was by coincidence the third anniversary of my Stroke. Who would ever have thought at that time that I would be able to undertake such a holiday. Certainly not me!
A Stroke can affect a person in a number of ways, but I always tell people that it is not the end of life, but the beginning of a new way. Go for it!
I had a phone call more or less on our return inviting me to the Botox clinic again. This time after much discussion I had No. 3 injection, this time into my lower arm which will aid my fingers as they had started to "claw" again. Botox will never be a cure, but it relaxes the muscles enabling exercises to progress.
The Doctor stated how she had noticed the improved range of my wrist and arm: this in turn spurs me on to keep up with daily exercises.
All is continuing to go in the right direction and I have to be prepared to take every opportunity that is given to me.
Even on my holidays I kept up with exercises, although we did sometimes get odd looks from people as we did the exercises at bus stops, on the beach . . .
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