Friday, being a holy day, is therefore a day of rest. Unless you're Colin.
My wife Di and me went to see Colin this morning in what has become a routine where workmates and friends give Nicki and the girls a little bit of respite to charge their batteries at the weekend (pyjama mornings).
To our surprise, in walked Blessy, a charming Physiotherapist who proceeded to put Colin through the wringer. The following sequence of video clips demonstrates the incredible effort that he is putting in (and the great results that he's achieving).
FIRST, A LITTLE BIT OF ARM WRESTLING ....
THEN ARM WRESTLING COMBINED WITH GURNING ....
SO THAT WHEN THE KAMA SUTRA GETS BORING ....
THERE'S NOTHING LIKE A BIT OF PARADE DRILL TO FOCUS THE MIND ....
BEFORE ATTEMPTING THOUGHT TRANSFERAL
So there you have it. A typical (or should that be atypical ?) day in the life of a recuperating stroke victim.
A personal note here. I've only known Colin for a couple of years, whereas most of you will have known him for most of your lives. Having witnessed first-hand the absolutely devastating effect that stroke had on my father, I am not exaggerating when I say that the progress Colin has made in the last few weeks is nothing short of miraculous.
Top bloke !!
Now i know you are going to be ok!!! Watching those clips has cheered me right up!! Great to hear you talking in the last clip and taking the piss as usual!! Have a restful weekend - you deserve it! Love you lots Di xxx
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of getting Colin out of bed for lunch on Sundays at Stonehouse Barracks after a night down Union Street. COME ON COLIN!!!!
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