I'm finally out of the place I hated and dreaded for 3months, its amazing to be home for good, i'm hoping I never have to go to hospital again.My room has been moved to the first floor so I can access it, My mum and step dad have decorated it for me, something good always comes out of something bad. I love it, I designed how I wanted it to look while in hospital.
I can start to feel independent in my own home, I'm excited to see what the future has for me. Hopefully a miracle will happen and my arm/hand will work.
I've had amazing support and become so much closer to people and my family. So heres a massive thank you for all your lovely comments and support.
It's hard being pushed in a wheelchair, especially when passing little children, as I witnessed today in Ikea they stare a lot, some point. Something i'll have to get over.
Goodbye hospital
Leaving the Ot's and nurses was really hard, they're not going to be around to check up on me, I also took a visit to the stroke ward, a place I spent a month when I couldn't be recognised or understood. I'm lucky to of come this far. And my mum Luke and step dad never thought I would achieve the things I have. So i'm proud to say i've done it and couldn't of without people being so kind and helping me stay motivated.
Next week is going to be a busy week as i'm meeting my uni tutor to talk about if i'm returning to uni, I'm also having my first physio at home and setting new goals to pass. A whole new step in my 'new' life.
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