When you're a single independent woman... but you need help

I had an accident on Thursday afternoon and ended up spending hours in A&E being pushed around in a huge clunky old wheelchair by my mum. I’m OK but have badly torn my calf muscle and am now using crutches and have to keep my leg raised a lot. For the last few days, I’ve been at my mum and dad’s house being waited on hand and foot – but it took me a while to realise I needed to accept their offers of help and I thought that’s something some of you may struggle with (and judging by the conversations in the Facebook group, I was right).

Immediately after injuring myself in a Tesco superstore, I actually hobbled out of the shop. I was running late for a train and was totally focused on that. Plus I think adrenalin was doing it’s job. When it became obvious that I would never make it, my first thought was that I’d have to get a taxi home. In my shocked and confused state, I actually tried to call for a taxi before relenting and calling my mum. I hadn’t wanted to bother her, particularly a…