Yesterday during my safety test I managed to walk up 2 flights of stairs
The guid from the rehab team here that you should walk until you cave a bit out of breath but only just able to hold a conversation. So I walked around muttering to myself "I am still able to hold a conversation so can still walk" I then noticed the looks I was getting from the patients and their families who were arriving for surgery the next day.
Can you imagine encountering an unshaved 63 year old me in shorts with a wound dressing down one leg from knee to ankle surrounded by a massive bruise, with a couple of mobile phone size devices hanging off his chest, buzzing every couple of seconds muttering "I am still able to hold a conversation so can still walk"
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