I visited my Mum on Sunday. She's adapting well to a very different existence and remains pretty positive considering the situation. She even managed to joke with the surgeon who fitted the halo brace and it's good to see her fighting and winning against the panic that any of us would feel in the same position. She's slowly being elevated and tried sitting up yesterday for the first time but fainted fairly quickly - this is something to do with changed blood pressure as she's being lying flat for nearly a week. She'll be trying again though and now that she's been told that she can come home once she's up and about I know that there will be no stopping her!
On the journey home from my visit I was listening to a new CD Hand Built by Robots by Newton Faulkner and one track had some very apt words to sum up what the last week must have been like for my mum...
"Don't take my photograph. I don't want to know how it looks to feel like this. As cars and people pass it feels like standing still but I know, I'm just moving uncomfortably slow..."
Well Mum, the pace is quickening so hold on to your hat!!
