OOPS - forgot to post this one...
ENJOW!
So they suggest after 2 posts the worst is behind you - either the blog dies or you morph into an even less interesting subject than my fifth metatarsal... life itself.
Let me stay on subject for a minute and give you the run down of 16 weeks to recovery:
week 1 - break - doctors - pain - swelling - dirty colours and disgusting casts.
week 2 - sit on sofa - get an aircast - boring (except for when the cut the temp cast off which is quite fun and itchy)
week 3 - sit on sofa - go stir crazy
week 4 - sit on sofa - strange stench appears
week 5 - sit on sofa - boring
week 6 - taxi heaven - back at work lots of sympathy
week 7 - try to go to the pub - spend the entire day there because you cant be bothered to crutch back - hands hurt
week 8 - cast off!! try and go into work - attempted a walk to work (30 minutes normally) give up after ten - back in taxi heaven
week 9 - still in taxi's bored of the same story from every cabbie
week 10 - compare cabbie stories - find joy in the little details
week 11 - oh dear - pls - no more taxi stories
week 12 - walk all the way to work
week 13 - 16 - physio physio physio - Back to near full strength - learn to balance again on one foot - joy...
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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