Hurty Hopping

Yesterday I went shopping with my mum, sister and niece. Me and my mum went to get our nails done (I did mine for my sister's party and I got them redone for comic con). My sister had other erands to do. unfortunately we were a bit slow when we first go there and my mum had to leave at 2. I borrowed an electric wheelchair from shop mobility and they told me it had to be back at 4.

We got to the nail place but we had to wait about half an hout and I said my mum should go first. This was silly because she was having one colour and I was having a design. Needless to say mine took a lot longer to do so when 2 o'clock came around I told my mum that she should go with my sister and then my sister would ome back for me.

My nails were finally done by 3.15-3.30 so I had to get the chair back to shop mobility very soon. I got a text from my mum telling me that my niece wasn't happy so my sister didn't want to go into the car park again; she wanted to wait outside Debenhams.

I HATED THIS PLAN!!!

I had returned the chair which meant I had to hop on my 2 gutter crutches, in my welly (which has a tiny heel and I am not used to ANY heel) to the lift which was a 2 minute walk but took ages to hop. Then I had to stand and wait for the lift. I went to the next floor and I had to hop from one side of Debenhams to the other.

The hopping was hurting my good foot, joulting my bad leg and making me floopy. I had to keep stopping I was about 15 steps away from the door when I had to rest. I called my mum because I was in so much pain and I had no idea how I was going to make it out the shop. I sat at the bottom of the mannequin thingy for ages and I was in tears, struggling to not fall and pass out.

I texted my sister and asked her to stop at home to get my manual wheelchair but sh only read the text when she was outside the shop. I called her and told her it all. my niece was asleep in the car and it turns out that once you get out the doors there is still a little ways to go to get to the road. My sister drove onto the paving (not quite a pavement but not a road) which is not exactly good. She ran in to get me, grabbed my bag, and my arm which helped me to spread my weight a bit so I was able to hop to the car.

When we got home I crashed and I mean CRASHED!!

I slept from 5 until 1 in the morning then from 3 until 11 in the morning. I overdid it and I knew I did when I was doing it. I was in a lot of pain and completely potsy.

Never doing that again.

I wouldn't advise it!

*huggles* for everyone!!!