What follows, of course, isn’t a real conversation. It’s a combination of actual conversations but mostly what goes on inside my head at 3 AM. NHS doctors really aren’t this sweary, even in Glasgow. Doctor: You are completely fucked. Me: Could you be a bit more specific? Doctor: Do you want the good news …
New toys
I think I’ve already mentioned my new four-wheel-drive wheelchair. Over the last few weeks I’ve managed to take it outside and begin to figure out what it can and cannot do without actually testing it to destruction. A few minor adaptations have been required to keep my legs secure but otherwise it’s been a great success allowing me to climb Blackford Hill, follow friends and wife over the links at Gullane and visit the zoo and city farm with my nearly – two year old grandson.