But I did at least manage the longest post-op walk today – about a mile and a quarter – but it wasn’t easy going. The weather has turned a little colder here and there’s a stiff breeze blowing, which is not conducive to either healing or comfort because the body tenses when it’s cold. This is going to be a gradual uphill slog and I suppose I'll just have to be patient for as long as it takes.
As for the subsequent crisis which sent me into a nasty place a couple of weeks ago, it’s still awaiting investigation. The cystogram procedure which was scheduled for tomorrow has been put back a week, and they’re planning to combine it with the next (and much dreaded) ‘trial without catheter’ exercise. Next Wednesday will be a nervous day, but it has to be faced if the end is ever to come into sight.
Sorry for the boring post, but I might as well keep the story going for as long as it lasts.