Beth's Blog

Ingleton to Fawber

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 10:55:27 +0000

I thought it was going to rain at some point during the day, showers were forecast, but it didn't and it was warm. Unfit from being laid up for 3 months meant I was slow not that I was bothered as I had all day, I was going to use as much of it as I needed.

You only realise what you've got when it's gone

Thu, 28 Jul 2011 20:26:23 +0000

It's what my GP said to me just yesterday. I mentioned I could happily lay awake all night just moving my left leg around the bed feeling the cool cotton sheets. It's almost sensuous. Not a word I'd use to describe your ordinary bog standard bed sheets usually. However stick a cast on your lower leg and foot for 3 months and you'll see what I mean. In fact the first night without the cast I did just that.

Infrequent updating

Sat, 16 Jul 2011 14:28:25 +0000

It's really been a horrible time these last few months. Breaking my foot was really the icing on the cake, a drunk f$%^wit's status Staffie out of control and an instant reaction which led me to 3 months in a lower leg cast I could have done without. No really. To be drip fed little, or wrong, information from the medical professionals supposedly looking after it... meant I was very grateful when Paul dragged my 'woe is me' sorry arse to the docs to deal with the depression that's been building a while. Happy drugs aren't really the answer but they do help. Being able to walk without lots of pain and a limp would be better however. Surgeon said foot will take a year for it to be anywhere near 'normal' again.

Interesting colours

Mon, 18 Apr 2011 09:34:16 +0000

6 days on.

Ouch!

Wed, 13 Apr 2011 19:13:25 +0000

Fractured 4th metatarsal, the effects of getting the way of an attacking staffie.