I slept in the chair last night as I thought that I would be comfortable but I eventually woke up in the same amount of pain. My balance has been awful and I keep falling over. They boys get frightened when I fall over.
This takes me back to when I was about eight years old. My grandmother fell over and I was screaming for her not to die. I still wake up screaming when I dream about falling over and I thought she has died.
I knew that there wasn’t anyone to look after me when she died. I was going to take the boys to the Kings Church for lunch but I couldn’t get going. We went to the fish and chip shop instead.
We walked along the beach and purchased an ice cream before walking home.
All in all it was a good day.