Have you seen the washing man....the washing man!

Getting some pointers from Dr Geeta in physio, in my room having an IV drip and saturday night dinner in foyer.

Ok, bear with me while I explain about the washing man. He's a bit like the phantom, we know he exists but no one quite knows when he'll turn up or what he'll turn up with! We often walk around asking each other if they've seen washing man and you can guaranteed he's just been or still coming and he'll arrive Indian time, which means you have no idea!

I started Friday morning with physio. Dr Geeta turned up and the atmosphere always changes when the 'boss lady' is there, we are pushed a little more and try things a little differently. I had a really good physio session, noticed certain muscle groups are bit stronger. Dr Geeta watched me walk and made some suggestions, I need to remember to shift my weight from one leg to the other before stepping, relax my shoulders more, breathe, concentrate on lifting my toes and dont swing my legs...ok...so she wants me to do this all at the same time, being a woman I know I can multi task, but how much can a koala bear!! Lots more practice to do.

Fridy afternoon we went shopping, then came back to do yoga, after we went to an Italian resturant for dinner, it was Andrews last night.

Saturday morning i didn't perform very well at physio, i think i did to much the previous day and was fatigued, even the physio noticed i wasn't as strong. I tried on my foot supports again, i seem to continue having difficulity with them and its frustrating me.

After physio the nurse told me i'd be having my first IV of stem cells. I was looking forward to seeing how my body would react. About an hour later my body started to ache all over but specifically those areas of my body that are the weakest, Michelle rubbed my feet and lower legs to ease the pain. i said to her 'haven't we done this before' remembering when i had scapula fusion surgery and she rubbed my lower back until i went to sleep. I slept for several hours and woke up at 5.30, feeling a little better but still aching. We went down stairs to have the usual saturday night dinner get together. It was one of the carers birthdays and he brought cake, so of course i had some and the sugar rush made me feel better for a while, that and the McDonalds, which normally at home i'd never eat, but my body is over eating curry already. I feel like I'm in an episode of Survivor India, 'your challenge if you choose to accept it is to survive on curry for 60 days curry' :-)

Today is sunday and i'm taking it easy, will probably get together later and play cards to pass the time, still feeling quite tired and want to be running on all six cylinders for physio tomorrow morning.