I’m conscious that a lot of my posts centre around the work I’m doing with Pete, and although I owe a lot of my progress to the Sicilian scooter assassin, there are other eminent forces at work. Since leaving hospital I have been working closely with Hobbs, who are an ‘independent provider of specialist neurological rehabilitation services’…. bit of a mouthful but best keep it official….. I was first made aware of Hobbs whilst I was at the RUH in Bath and subsequently discovered that I knew a couple of people who had been treated there successfully. Thankfully they have a facility about 30 minutes away so I have spent most of my mornings there since returning home.
Kim, my physio from Salisbury, kindly left and joined Hobbs 3 weeks after I got discharged… This has allowed for some continuity and having worked with me through so many stages of my recovery she now has a very good grasp of my little conundrum. As well as being an outstanding physio Kim is also great for Lois’s morale as she is one of only two people in the world that laugh at her jokes, the other being Lois…..
Yesterday we were graced with the presence of the chief conundrum solver herself Helen Hobbs. Helens reputation precedes her and we came away from the 3 hour session with a whole host of new information and ideas. My strengths, weaknesses and neural problems are universally recognised amongst all of the different physios that I am working with, but how to unscramble the messages, re-access the pathways and unlock my gate is not an exact science. Each therapist will have their own unique take on the situation and although there may be no right or wrong answer, don’t underestimate the power of a fresh set of eyes.
It’s the sum of the parts that make the whole and Hobbs have been, and continue to be, a very important part of my rehab…. I’m lucky to have them involved.
P.s. I’m now a bigger planker than last week …… 61secs 💪🏽🐥