A year ago this week I suffered my first fit, and I have to be fit-free for a year until I can drive a car again. Unfortunately, I had another fit in September, which I have mentioned before, which reset the clock again.
This means Amy has had to do all the driving for the last year, which is unfair, as she has enough on her plate with her PGCE, working at Waitrose, being my carer and life in general.
I know Amy worries about me having a fit every second of the day it seems. If I make a funny noise in one room, she runs in from the other room to check I'm okay. I think it is because both fits I have had were so hard for her to see and, also, we have no idea why they happened, nor do doctors. It is a barrier to my independence, not just driving, but my confidence and more so Amy's confidence in the fact I am safe when I'm alone.
I cannot wait to reach September without having a fit, to get me back behind the wheel and give Amy a break, for once. But also the longer time passes without a fit, I feel much more confident about my own independence and safety.
With Christmas on the horizon, we will spend it with Amy's family down in Poole, in Dorset, which we are both really looking forward to. We will head to Leicester at some point to see my family, giving you an insight into the standard festive friction between couples and the inevitable question of where to spend Christmas, and with whose family.
Last year we were in Leicester, which I have absolutely no recollection of, which is a bit sad if I think about it, because I love Christmas. I could not tell you what presents I got from anyone last year.
However, as I am not allowed to drive, it means Amy will have to do all of the driving down to Poole, and then back to Cheltenham, as well as driving to Leicester, and back, so her little Micra will certainly rack up the miles over the holiday period.
I have said recently how much Amy does for me, and doing all of the driving is certainly up there on the list of jobs. Anytime we need to go food shopping, or to the shops for anything at all, or even to a doctors, or hospital appointment, which have become far too frequent, it is Amy who must get us there in her car.
As well as this, I actually enjoyed driving, and it is another example of regaining independence.
I learned to drive later in life so I had got used to not having to rely on cars to get around places, which was interesting seeing as I've lived all over the country in places such as my home city Leicester, Liverpool for university, and then Stoke, Birmingham, Worcestershire and Cheltenham, all for work.
This list of homes clearly shows you how independent I have been over the years; leaving home for university in Liverpool aged 18, before my career as a sports journalist took me to the other places. So recently, I have definitely had to get used to relying on other people, which has been difficult for me.
At least I get to ride the bus to Headway by myself on Wednesdays though, which always fills me with pride.
Never before have I seen the true value and significance of independence, and it is this goal I am desperate to get back, as soon as possible, so Amy can concentrate and focus on herself, for once! Like she should do.