Two days ago, delightful assistant no.1 had her first walk outside since her operation at the end of January.
A few days earlier, a physiotherapist had visited her at home and given her some strength exercises to add to the balance exercises she was already doing. By the time the next sunny day came round, she felt ready to take her first steps out of doors.
It was the perfect opportunity for a short stroll, with virtually no wind and the sun melting what remained of the recent snow. She got into the car with her spouse and their chauffeur, and they drove for a few minutes to the outskirts of Blairgowrie.
With a stick in one hand and delightful assistant no.2 on her other side to steady her, she set off at a surprisingly brisk pace.
Keeping to the sunny side of the road, they enjoyed the warmth on their faces and the fresh air in their lungs.
As they walked along, a lark nearly caused delightful assistant no.1 to topple over, when she stopped abruptly to look up and try to see where the singing was coming from. Thankfully, delightful assistant no.2 was on hand to keep her upright.
Looking up had caused delightful assistant no.1’s woolly hat to shift forwards and she asked her spouse to adjust it for her. He sprang to the rescue and righted the knitted item post haste.
They resumed their walk, and continued toddling along until delightful assistant no.1 began to feel her legs getting weary. By the time they stopped they’d covered a third of a mile on foot. It was a small beginning, but an encouraging one, and they appreciated their lunchtime soups all the more for it when they got back home.