Tuesday, February 13, 2007
I went to get my cast taken off today they took it off sent me to x-ray and then when I saw the consultant he said " does this hurt " as he pressed my ankle bone , I said "OW" he said" two more weeks don't put any weight on it" So I shall be sitting on my computer chair looking out the window at the world passing by for at least another two weeks . My foot was swollen and the skin was dry so the consultant told the plaster technician to moisturise it well which was rather lovely. I shall never take mobility for granted again , or at least until I forget what it's like to be cooped up
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Mems,
One of my sisters had foot surgery back in November and she, like you, got tired of being cooped up and having to rely on others to get around. She also said she'd never again take mobility for granted. Two more weeks isn't that bad though--it'll fly by.
I tried to find a lesser HG welles short story for you Alex called something like " the back window" but had no luck . It was about a cooped up ill person in bed who watched out a back window all day at a lovely scene of a river and gardens then one day sees what appears to be a murder. Probably the story Hitchcock based "Rear Window " on . Before you know it alex you will be up and about running along the beach at Dover with that white mutt of yours . Hey Alex , in the divorce who gets Basil ? allan
I get Basil only children are negotiable
Excellant Alex . I was stuck with my exes cat Felix years ago when she hit the road . I dearly loved the cat and he ended up living a nice life here but I still thought it terribly tacky of her to walk with all the expensive antique furniture ( that I bought by the way ) and have the audacity to abandon her cat . allan
Awww Alex. Wotta shame. I know what you mean about taking mobility for granted. I snapped my hamstring nearly two years ago (running for a bus!). It still hurts, especially going up stairs but, at last, I'm losing the limp. I didn't think it would ever get better. It's good that the doc is being extra careful with you. Best to get it mended properly rather than do a quick job and have problems with it forever after. Just as well the weather's lousy at the mo.
Dear Mrs Weasley. Sorry bout yer foot me old mucker. I think you knew, really that they wouldn't take the plaster off yesterday. Never mind. Worse things happen at sea. And everywhere else too.
I will be having nightmares for weeks now abouit that two year old getting killed in her own bed.
And I was hoping to see Lily Allen getting a slap from Amy Winehouse tonight, but it loomks like Lily is gonna win.
There was this very flamboyant politician here in West Virginia by the name of A. James Manchin. A. James had this poem about being thankful for what we have. It included something like "My feet hurt, until I saw a man with a broken leg." Well, it was more poetic than that. His nephew is now the governor, and if I ever run into him, I'm going to try to get the language.
Good thoughts coming your way, Mum.
R
"I felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes,
until I met a man who had no feet."
Or :
"I cried because I had no shoes, 'till I met a man who had no feet. So I said, 'You got any shoes you're not using'?"
allan
So . . . did they massage you when they lubed you up? The two weeks will fly by and then just think how wonderful it will feel to run again!
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