Sunday March 8 , late evening and it’s been a long weekend. Very quiet. I’m here by myself. Yesterday I wheeled down to Manly to get a massage at a place called Sah Sin. It was recommended by Dave Sheppard, my physio, who said it was the best in Manly. I thought it might help the swelling and edema in my leg. They wouldn’t see me because I didn’t have an appointment. I was so pissed off with myself. It never occurred to me to book. Had to wheel all the way back home again. My brother Michael came down to stay, late Saturday afternoon. The occasion was my daughter Amelia and her new husband, Bergin’s second wedding reception. It was held last night at the Balmoral Beach club. Andrew and Marcel Gregory drove Mike and I over to Balmoral as I still don’t have permission to drive. Andrew is a professorial photographer and I’ve been on a number of photographic expeditions with him in outback Australia. It was a very tiring evening which I enjoyed mostly sitting down. I was too tired to get up and mingle, which was a shame.
This morning I watched a presentation of Amelia’s wedding photos, including the ones from the USA, which I hadn’t seen. I think maybe my foot is not so swollen today. Maybe it’s my imagination. Beautiful afternoon and at 5 o’clock couldn’t stay in my apartment any longer. Michael had gone home and I found the silence really oppressive. I decided to roll down to Manly. I was too tired to go on the crutches today. I think I overdid it the other day coming all the way back from Manly on crutches. Invented a new way of propelling a wheelchair by using my left leg – the unbroken one – on the ground as well as my hands on the rolling wheels of the chair. I was kind of paddling along with one leg. People looked at me as if I was a bit odd, but I pressed on anyway. This could be a new way of propelling a wheelchair in a weightless manner. I was very tempted to try it with my broken leg but thought not. Still, I think it’s good exercise for the uninjured leg while I am confined to a wheelchair.