After 2 weeks at Oxford, where I started on the road to recovery, working with the occupational and physiotherapists, Bev, Fi, Alice, Anna Maria, using various type of hoists to get me out of bed, into wheeelchairs and standing up, and reaching for those lovely cones.
The staff on the acute stroke unit were fab, Ruth, Sarah, Siebe, Martin the stroke co ordinator, Dr Ian R, who looked very like a friend of ours, the gastro team, the OT & PT team and, we did have a laugh at times, names for different patients, Panda Eyes, who bless her passed away, Mrs Doubtfire, who rang her buzzer and banged her tissue box to get staff attention until I told her off! Martin brought a pole in once and I asked if pole dancing was part of physio/rehab.
The delights of Tena Ladies in the style of tennis frilly pants, and then when Nik and Ed took me out in the wheelchair in the grounds past the cancer stick entrance doors- sorry smoking area, I did my Lou and Andy impression ' Don't like it, want that one', much to Nik's annoyance and embarrassment, whilst making Ed laugh, which I guess helped him to see that Mum hadn't lost her sense of humour!
On the 30th July, our third wedding anniversary! with balloons in tow I was moved to Cheltenham Hospital it should have been Witney however they had a shortage of physio's so back to my own County, easier for friends and family to get to, though our Dave wished it had happened a little closer!