Erin Green Author - blog
After many weeks recuperating at home, without stepping across the threshold or even wearing shoes - I actually pulled my trainers on yesterday and managed a ten minute walk around the block. Despite still donning my snazzy NHS socks, which I hid, as I've another three weeks of this ridiculous fashion accessory! Go me!
I left the dog at home, much to his dismay, for fear I'd topple over if he got too excited - I could only cope with one of us showing such emotion.
It felt incredibly strange. Not only for seeing the various houses and gardens, which I haven't seen since the beginning of June, but because my legs didn't work how they ought. There were several moments when I felt like Bambi on ice, but I told myself - I have to accept it, for now. Strange to think I jogged 7km the day before my operation!
So tell me, when did the buddleia bloom, and die? Who repainted the fencing? And the house on the corner still hasn't sold!
I was mighty relieved to spy 'home' having managed a grand tour of just three short streets. Ah well, I managed it - same again tomorrow. Thankfully, the sun came out to greet me!