A trip out

Something good that happened last week:

I hardly ever, well almost never really, get to do the girly meeting up for coffee/lunch/going shopping sort of thing basically because it's too much hassle - asking someone if they want to meet me for coffee or lunch is asking them to pick me up, load the wheelchair in their car, drive me to wherever, unload the wheelchair, unload me, push me in and order/carry my food and drink. As well as this I didn't make many friends among the other mums because I was only able to go into the playground occasionally and that was in a wheelchair which doesn't encourage socialisation.

Since the leg business it's all been even more hassle - my social life is basically hospital, church and coffee morning at old church. I can't manage to get to the housegroup as the house is up a slope, up a step through a door tun left amd through another door. Anyway two of the women from the group suggested we meet up for coffee at a local golf and health club restaurant which is open to the public. P dropped me off and pushed me in and picked me up an hour later. It was lovely, it really was. And very kind of them.