I’m ashamed to be posting this (so it’ll be up unnamed). Am I the only one that hates holidays? I’m going off skiing with my family tomorrow. Well, obviously I won’t be skiing, since I have difficulty walking without falling over. And I’m dreading going away. We have to be at the airport at 5.20 am and I’m scared I’m going to hold everyone up getting dressed. I don’t think my husband realises how long it takes me to get dressed,
After that it probably won’t be so bad, I’m getting assistance at the airport, our room at the hotel is meant to be near the lift. I hope it will be alright but I am dreading it.