Today, the sun is no where to be seen. I got up and drove over to rehab number two. Not the one I usually go too. The Victorian Rehabilitation Centre where I see the Psychologist (the one where I usually go, left and they haven't found a replacement yet) .
She does these tests and there is no way to cheat the damned thing!
Boy; my memory leaves a lot to be desired!
The worst part, obviously, is the memory test. Ouch. She sits there and reads out twenty words or so; then I have to repeat them back - five times throughout the afternoon. Needless to say it didn't get any better! Four.
Still, memory is crap but I'm getting better.
Obviously I have to take it with a grain of salt because I some of it I couldn't do before I had brain damage! In fact, I figure most of it I was crap at!
But... My physical self is better than its been in a long time (except my vision!). I've now lost about seventeen/eighteen kilo depending on the day!
Not to mention the guy of the moment is going to sort us out. Me and Daughter. I can see us doing sit ups while he barks orders... No so bad when he has a nice, slim body with muscle in all the right places.