Guess who has been to put petrol in the car?
I have! For the first time in over two and half years.
I drove the five minute journey by myself and, although quite shaky, my legs and arms held out and I was strong enough and ‘with it’ enough to do what I’d set out to do. I didn’t bottle it either. If I’d ended up in a heap, I’d have ended up in a heap. I’ve got my emergency contact details on my bracelet. I was covered. I used the Pay at the Pump service to save my legs and also so I didn’t overload my poor brain with having to queue and the converse with whoever was behind the kiosk.
I know it must seem weird. One day I can’t sew and can barely function and then another I’m able to drive myself to a petrol station and put petrol in the car. I’m not sure I can explain coherently. M.E is nothing if not perplexing.
Flagging a bit now but if I were to let myself think about it this has been another huge achievement. No tears this time though! And FYI I got it dead on £15:00. I’ve still got it 😉
I have an ongoing imaginary list of these goals but no deadline within which they need to be done. For example one day I’d like to be able to drive and buy myself a newspaper or pick up my prescription. Things like that.
This blog has given me back a bit of purpose. Thank you for that.
M.E. myself and I 