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).
Totally relate to this, I had jaw surgery 2 months ago and ended up having a neighbour bring me back home after. I'm not close with my parents so they just weren't an option. I literally just needed someone to bring me drinks and help me feed my cats. Of course I managed in the end but I don't think I'd ever felt so alone
Totally relate to this, I had jaw surgery 2 months ago and ended up having a neighbour bring me back home after. I'm not close with my parents so they just weren't an option. I literally just needed someone to bring me drinks and help me feed my cats. Of course I managed in the end but I don't think I'd ever felt so alone