C is for CARING
Hello you lovely bunch of cheeri-o's ;) See what I did there? Yeah, yeah okay! I know I'm not funny. After the past six weeks of hell, I'm finally feeling better. The doctors - at my request - drew my blood and tested for Vit D and Iron. I'm heavily anemic and deficiant in other area's - like brain power... no, not funny still? damn So, I'm feeling better, getting my happy smile back and getting on with my life. I'd almost completely forgotten that I had gotten that sick, except of course not really because it sort of haunts you, doesn't it? Anyhow, I'd almost forgotten, until an email from Socail Services popped up saying I'd been granted 10 hours of care a week. But I don't need them anymore, I'm not sick But that my cherub is the trap, the underlying disability is still there and always will be. While everyone is glad I'm feeling better, there are some things as a wheelchair user I'm always going to struggle with, an...