Evil bus

One thing that I haven’t been able to do since my brain injury is to drive a car. To begin with, with most things, I thought that after a year I would be back driving again. But with most things now, I realised I overestimated my abilities and I am not back yet. That means I am forced to use, what I call it, the evil bus. It is not always evil but the times when it is, it is horrible. I know I shouldn’t complain, I have a free bus pass so it is a lot more cheaper. But some days it can be really evil and frustrating. The bus drivers are not all evil but they need to smile as they all look miserable. I got on the bus the other week when it had stopped and I greeted the driver with a bit hello. I got no reaction, he was too interested in reading the newspaper. I said hello again and he looked up with a confused face so I said, ‘just checking you are awake’ and I managed to get a smile. You just don’t realise how lucky it is to be able to drive. This skill gives you so much independence and people just don’t know how horrible it is not to be able to do it. When I move it will be a 15 min walk to the bus stop so the experience will be evil before it starts, especially in the winter. Got a letter today telling me to apply for a new bus pass as it is running out. Getting so fed up with filling forms in now.