I got part way up the hill and met an obstacle in the form of a car bumped up on the curb and half way across the footpath.
Well it was turn round and go back home or attempt to pass on the inside. There was no way I was going to get out onto the road.
Being pig headed and stubborn I decided to keep going.
I was forced to move over and when my front wheels touched the slight embankment by the path the scooter and I were flipped over.
I’ll pause here for a moment to allow the air which had turned a deep and lurid shade of blue to slowly to dissipate and fade away.
Quickly assessing the situation, as I lay on the ground, I decided that phoning Hilary and telling her what had happened was a risk too far. She’d probably confiscate the keys to the scooter and banish me to my room.
I couldn’t have that so I set about remedying the situation. I succeeded in getting the scooter upright again and, using it to climb back up, managed to sit up and in control once more.
This was a major triumph. Falls usually involve some sort of drama with other people part of the scenario. I had successfully fallen outside on my own. I had then managed to recover without help.
I had always been concerned about how this would work out.
I am now bursting with confidence, I can take on the world. The nay sayers can’t stop me now. I will not be discouraged.
Its my Strokie Versary tomorrow.
Three years on and I’m still alive with lots to look forward to.
Happy Valentines Day !!
Best wishes for YOUR future
@Bobbi well done of getting yourself out of a difficult situation. That’s a massive “step” forward for you & a big morale booster I’m sure. Although not falling in the first place is a better idea We all fall at times & it’s how we get back up that counts.
Great to hear you were able to right the wrong (wrong way up I mean ) and get going again. That’s real progress my friend, you should be proud of that!!
Hey Bobbi - Sometimes, when I sit and think about things and life in general, I wonder how things would be if we stopped putting labels on people. What if we choose to ignore the fact we had a stroke and just think of ourselves as a human bean (yes Roland @pando), we are just human beans ) .
I mean when I look around me in any environment, I am seeing people of all shapes and sizes and they are all different and they all have their strengths and their weaknesses) so why is it the case that if you are a stroke survivor or indeed any other medical condition you think you are different in some way? You are no different to any other person in the sense there is likely something that may affect the way we all live. These differences might be big or small, but they are there and they are real
It’s all in the mind. So what if you just say, this is me. What can I do or what do I need to do to carry on living as best as I can?
I like your thinking, @ManjiB. We are all given labels, indeed we use labels ourselves. Everybody has suffered trauma, usually from birth itself, so we’re no different from anyone else. How to cope with that trauma or not is another question, but yes, we are just poor, little, frightened, but EPIC human beans!
We all fall at times & it’s how we get back up that counts.
) and get going again. That’s real progress my friend, you should be proud of that!!
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