Seven weeks, not seven deadly sins.

Seven weeks. Boom.

Back to work next week, not a quite a boom.

I like my job but if I never had to work again, I would be a happy camper, especially if I there was money to live comfortably. I must remember to buy a lottery tickets.

I am waiting for some information from the Access to Work lady, I am hopeful that I will get funding to help with travel.  I went into work on Tuesday, it is a bus, two tubes and kilometre walk commute, over an hour. Catching up with work people was nice; my line manager was surprised how straight I stand now. My whole posture has changed.  By the time I got home with a side trip to the doctor’s I was exhausted. I needed a two hour nap! And I had not done any work!

I am walking much better, already the waddle is decreasing but I really need to focus on the exercises. I get caught up doing other things, washing, pottering, shopping (which takes so much time) and of course, Minecraft.

I am still using the single crutch out in crowds, I am still hyper worried about being knocked.

I have had a nice week of socialising, Tuesday, a group of us came second in the pub quiz and last night I caught up with some ex-colleagues which was lovely. We have found that a few drinks does make the waddle worse. Not really surprising there.

This weekend a wedding. And hopefully but the end of the week, doing stairs like a real person and no bloody crutch outside.