Archive for February, 2012
Happy Sunday
February 19th, 2012 | 
Author: 19th February 2012
The past few days have been better so I have been relaxed. I have even been sleeping better at night. At the moment I am watching my horrible little cat chasing a mouse in the kitchen. Considering the time of year it is amazing how she finds them. Tasha has been in and out all evening with the same mouse. Naturally the dogs aren’t batting an eyelid at her antics.
I will be glad though when the cast comes of my leg though. What I am looking forward too is a soak in the bath. I am also looking forward to not being wheeled about everywhere. It gets uncomfortable sitting in a wheelchair for a while. This morning I tool the crutches to church just so I could stretch my legs for a little while.
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Minor vent
11th February 2012
I have been struggling with depression for a couple of months now. It’s not getting better and I feel washed out all of the time. Rick isn’t helping either as he’s been in a bad mood recently. He has also found out how much I actually do during the day since I broke my ankle. I have ended up preparing most of the meals and done most of the washing up despite being told not to put any weight on my right leg. Rick has said a few times he can’t cope with everything and my response has been he would have to if I was in hospital.
Yesterday was a bad day as I had to go the hospital for an appointment. We got there about 1.50 pm and my foot was x-rayed quite quickly. My appointment time was 2.30pm but didn’t get seem until about 4.15 pm. This put Rick in a bad mood which almost reduced me to tears at one point. He was taking it out on the staff which made it worse and I apologised a few times to the nurse that got the brunt off it. Fortunately the news was good and the bone is mending well. I was also told the plaster could come off in four weeks time. Last week I had been told the plaster would be on for 5 weeks.
Dealing with pain
3rd February 2012
On the 24th January we round to see a friend and I slipped over outside his front door. I felt such an idiot. Rick took me to the urgent care centre at Bishop Auckland Hospital afterwards. Although my ankle was swollen I could walk on my foot, I could move my toes and the nurse was able to manipulate my foot so he told me I had sprained my ankle. By the 1st February my foot was badly bruised and I was still in a lot of pain so we went back to the hospital. This time I had my foot x-rayed and was told I had broken a bone in my foot so had my foot and leg strapped up. An appointment was made at the Darlington Memorial Hospital for the fracture clinic yesterday. I was also given a pair of crutches so I can get around home without putting any weight on my foot. We have also borrowed a wheelchair from the Red Cross so I can get out as I’ve been advised not to walk too far.
Yesterday morning was extremely boring. Transport had been arranged for me so I was at the hospital half an hour early for my appointment. It turns out I have actually broken a bone in my ankle and the doctor told me he could see an old injury to my ankle from the x-ray. After I had a plaster cast put on I had my foot and ankle x=rayed again but one of the x-rays wasn’t at the tight ankle so I had to go back for another one. Eventually I got back to see the doctor who told me I would have the plaster on for six weeks and to keep using the crutches and wheelchair.
It is going to drive me mad having limited mobility nor do I like being reliant on other people. I’m already fed up of asking Rick to put washing out that’s been in the washing machine for three days and probably smells by now. I have also got a pile of ironing to do in the bedroom which I’m still waiting for Rick to take into the lounge so I can get on with it. Yesterday was Rick’s birthday and was taken out for coffee by a friend which was better than nothing.