I'm happy to have been able to show my father in law my Zombie Walk when I switched my SCS on at his, just weeks before he died. Though actually, he was horrified for me .. but I was laughing my head off. (Not literally)

At home, after one of my operations, I took lots of pics of a sock that I had drawn a face on and put them on Facebook saying that this was all I had to talk to in the day. *blush* Think it might have been the drugs.

I recall asking my daughter if I could watch a film .. "Err .. we watched it last night Mum" ...

Recent: I took my daughter to the hospital .. went to the parking meter to pay and the change came in a little compartment at ANKLE level ... one crutch went up my dress .. so I bared my non hospital knickers to all and sundry ..