Well the new (temporary) physioterrorist was quite cool, first he asked for X-rays! How odd since I’ve been there for weeks?but they are not on the pc so my medical treatment was based on the X-rays held here on the blogosphere!
45 minutes of physical manipulation followed, which basically amounts to trying to drag me off the chair by forcing lefty to do things it’s really not up for!
After the physical bit new fella left me to the pc on the grounds that “you look sensible enough” really? Do the two broken wrists and arms add to this illusion? The pc basically offers you games settings such as speed, skill and limits of movement, the later having been established in the setup. Now this is a different way to how we normally play, normally debs controls all including my posture, controls in my hands? Lets go!
Effort up to 10/10 as a starter, speed and skill up and then the limits lets have another 8 degrees in each direction. Oh you should have seen me, veins standing up on poor old lefty, teeth gritted as I dove left and right to collect the coloured balls in my basket! As for skiing, I own skiing, left, right, down oh I was all over it. Scores? Only 100% will do for me, after obligatory warm ups of course….
And so it is that if anyone happened to see what looked like a left handed gorilla that had just hit puberty leaving Colchester hospital this morning I was that man.
Oh lefty you don’t realise what is to come, I didn’t realise we could add macho to the physio, from now on the going gets tough!
Off to meet john this morning who is covering Debs as my physioterrorist, not sure I need to see anyone but given the leaps and bounds I have come on by its worth the trip.
Of course cleverly agreeing to 08.30 vice 9 was not as easy as it looked since the options for the 25 minute vigorous walk were 14 mins or 61 so looks like I will have a very slow amble!
Its a great time in he morning to reflect, as I walked along the dark and brooding promenade I was joyfully looking forward to the new promenade on Monday mornings and even earlier!
Also an opportunity to realise how the modern world is not as efficient as we might like to believe. As I walked past my local co-op which opens at 7 the staff were busily putting newspapers and stock onto shelves (it being 06.30), I walked into my local tesco which opens at 6 and found no newspapers except (perhaps poetically) the weekly local with a front page informing me that ‘controversial new tescos gets go ahead’.
Remember when there was a pre-opening period in shops to get ready for customers? When floor cleaning was done at night and not around customers? Did we lose or gain when we changed?
For me I Ike the old ways, I like the challenge of getting my shopping while the shops are open, I like knowing if I’m not there by x the papers will have gone. And for me closing half of a holiday camp to install another monolithic superstore to feed processed fats into another generation of yawning mouths is yet another reason why I eagerly await the mornings walk along that promenade.
As you know I’m not one for advertising and don’t use the blog for such a purpose but for those of you that still know what a book feels like, can remember how to turn real pages and read real ink…..
I have to share the name of James Patterson, this is no mere author for every book he writes becomes a series but I have just finished the fantastic ‘Private Games’ in what has become the standard 2.5 days!
If you like a quick writing style, readily divided into short chapters that tease you to read more in the same way that the last roast potato teases you to eat more on Sunday, a book you can’t put down and a storyline guaranteed to twist again when you think you have it I wholeheartedly recommend this stunning and thankfully prolific author.
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Well I have had a great couple of days in London and as always the workload became high enough that I nearly overstayed my off peak travel! Still it was enough to keep me busy this evening and I do love busy!
I think I sorted my oyster issue but it seems madness to have to go all the way through the barrier when the pink readers count as entry, surely they should also do exit when there is no yellow on the route? Spectacularly having worked all of this out I dropped into Westfield for a sandwich on the way home and then by bloody NR ticket wouldn’t let me back in!
I have go hold of a temporary physioterrorist and he is seeing me at 08:30 on Friday, something tells m that the half an hour earlier appointment is going to be far from convenient!
Honourable mention to Jo for reminding me of older posts as she catches up!
And the title? Well it seems that my righty is suffering from lack of attention, the blister has gone down but the wound started itching earlier which is nothing short of weird. As you will recall there is no feeling in the scar so the itch is nothing more than phantom but of course that doesn’t stop you trying to itch it! When I try and rub ( can’t itch its too delicate) the tendon get compressed and my hand spasms!
It seems that righty is not alone with needing attention as lefty has developed a painful clunk but I’m sure we will work through that with a few grimaces. My guess is that as people get used to seeing me and stop saying I’m looking better than they thought my injuries will stop thinking that they have to remind me they are there!
Well I must say that its so much easier not having to select a range of medical accessories for a night out!
Well physioterrorist was due to call me with an appointment for today since she is now on hols for two weeks but no call, I will chase for Friday and for now just keep torturing myself, how hard can it be?
I actually think something has overworked lefty because I made the bed today and it really hurt, but hey it will learn. Righty has developed an interesting blister at just the point in the wound that burst on my first foray into bathing, I’m guessing this is because the tendon is still very close to the surface and has had some sort of trauma?
Leggy remains the superstar as the district nurse signed it off today! Discharged fully hence one less visitor, lovely people, very friendly and helpful but if they are not visiting its because you have healed.
I have concluded that the world I inhabit is getting far too small and that has definitely confirmed the need for a change. I have always revelled in the fact that I work away and that keeps me clear of the gossip and routine, suits me because I am a fiercely private person in that respect. Since the accident I have fallen into too much routine and become (or perhaps just seen that I am) too much a part of the gossip. I will work through the difficulties but then I am resettling, I think we all know where.
Bring on Appley beach
And thanks in particular to mark law for the excellent find pictured below, mine arrived from china today and is supremely comfortable.
The mouse is dead, long live super mouse!