power

 With great power comes great responsibility.... i think someone once said that?  Mebbe it was Spiderman?

Well, so it is that with mobility comes opportunity......

We ventured out to Brighouse... it's a short walk (thankfully) from the carpark to the Wetherspoons (for them that don't know, the Wetherspoons is a pub chain, and the one in Brighouse is a fine example in a preserved Methodist chapel building).

We managed some lunch and i even drank a couple of pints of ale.

Had a walk around a charity shop and a supermarket.

Returned home, pretty tired and with a swollen foot......

But to sit in the passenger seat of a normal car instead of lying, helplessly, across the length of the back seat with my leg elevated, was a revelation and a step towards....

Feeling almost human again!

Walking upright with two feet on the floor, albeit with two crutches so i don't transfer full weight through my knee, yet.

Sitting in the front seat of a car.

Going to a pub.

Visiting a shop.

Calling round at my mum's house.

They may all seem like very small things and pretty mundane...... but in the world of mobility, these things are pretty eye opening.

I particularly enjoyed the chap leaving the pub who told Dawn to take me round to the ramp to reach the front door, instead of me making my way up the six steps......  almost like i didn't exist.....

Makes you think..... dunnit?

Well, here's a video of my dog with her nose buried in a blanket, snoring......  watch her cheeks going in and out, it's quite mesmerising!