Holiday?

Do we or don't we? For the last year we have avoided going away. Two nights away from home for a family wedding in April has been it for 2012. Last summer we went to stay at my sister's. Familiarity is so necessary when you're ill. Knowing where things are, being able to get in the car and find a familiar place to eat when the energy to cook escapes you, or even knowing where the nearest shop is for a healthy microwave meal and loaf of bread when desperation kicks in.
Moving around our home is so easy. We are in a bungalow with all the rooms coming off a main hallway, the garden is sheltered and the area is quiet. I need that so much. The rooms are no more that twenty shuffling paces from one to the other. And apart from one step to the front door and three steps to the back garden we have no issues with long sloping paths or steep staircases. I know my space and for every other holiday in the last year my husband has taken time off work, we have gone shopping for one day, he has enjoyed some time for himself another day, and we have had lunch out at the local pub and maybe visited a local coffee shop in the peace and quiet of non-weekend mayhem.
Staying with friends includes more conversations (link) maybe not eating comfortable foods (I'm sure all of you will have stayed with someone who eats far too much sugary breakfast cereal, processed meat, white bread and has practically no fruit or vegetables in the house!- which can also be the case in some B&Bs!) So what is our better option?
Self catering involves catering for ourselves- not much of a break unless we eat out all the time and unless we have been to the place before the results may not be as nice as the brochure suggests. Two years ago we stayed in a place where the owner refused to believe the oven wasn't working- "look the light goes off when it's up to temperature" yes but that didn't mean the thermostat was calibrated so actually the oven was probably 100 degrees lower than suggested! We've also stayed in a "bungalow" with five steep steps to the front door... Nice touch! Another interesting flat was within walking distance of a local shop. That walking distance was actually a steep twenty minutes away-not sure I would really fancy that with the wheelchair!
So we are undecided. We will try to find a use for OH's holiday from work. Maybe it will be a couple of days at my sister's again or it might just be sitting on the sofa and listening to the rain falling down the chimney in the middle of the British summer!