bitter sweet

great news,,at last colin has been measured for his own power chair,,great excitment as much as when he ordered his new range rover,,ok not quite but nearly,,it will give colin independance and he will be able to wheel away from me,,,not that he would ever want to may i add as i am the centre of his universe,YES I AM,,,,move on ,,any way he then mentioned that we need to get a new dog,,checked his pulse and murmered about hallucingenic drugs,,and he went on ,,,a yorkie ,i can hear you say so that my little phoebe can have a chum,,a labrador so it can act as companion ,carer dog,,,ah no,,an irish wolf hound or deer hound,,WHAT,,,oh my giddy aunt what is he getting me into now,,is he thinking of taking up a new sport,,dog racing,,him behind in his wheelllie,,,woosh and the disapear up the city by pass like the hounds of the baskervilles,,,what a sight i will look walking this pony sized beast,,not to mention the size of pooper scooper required...well thats my colin for you.There was also marvelous news for one of colins inmates,,he told us yesterday,,he was very animated,,after falling on the ice in january he had been paralysed below the chest,,but slowly movement had started to return and for the first time this weekend he had taken a few steps,,the equivilent of winning the olympics in this unit,,we oohed and aaghed and were totaly delighted for him,,on returning to the ward i asked colin how he felt,,I wish it was me,he said,now what are we going to call this wolf hound,,,,,and that was that two minutes of regret and move on,,now that is my colin.