Hi Everyone,
Maybe you've been wondering where I got to, maybe not ...
Anyway, just thought I'd stop by and let everyone know where I disappeared to, and why it's going to be a
long wait between walks for me, yet.
So far, 2010 has been - to put it mildly - a sh!t year.
As I mentioned on a long-ago topic, I was laid off in January. Then in March, I tore my Achilles' tendon at the Westbury St. Pat's night (and no, despite what everyone immediately assumes, I was
not drunk; I was, as Bowie once sang, only dancing). So that meant surgery and six weeks in plaster, then months of recovery. A couple of weeks later, my wife wrapped her car around a telephone pole between Hagley & Carrick (if you watch Southern Cross news, you probably saw it!). She was incredibly lucky, and came off with a bad gash on her head, as well as assorted bruises, etc. A few weeks after
that, the plaster came off my leg, and I could start to lurch around in my Herman Munster shoes ... except that it turned out I had a blood clot in my leg, part of which broke off and lodged in my lung. Jesus, I thought I was having a heart attack!
Oh well, another day, another trip in the ambulance!
Then, while I was in hospital with
that, my son got rushed to Emergency, with appendicitis. He had his appendix out, and father and son went home together - one in a wheelchair and one on crutches: truly a bonding moment!
Since then, things have slowly been improving: I can walk fairly well again, although I'm having to do physio to build the muscles in my leg back, and stretch the tendon.
So, all in all, I think it's fair to say that I'm off the tracks for a while yet, although I'm hoping to start easing into some day walks this summer.
So ends my tale of woe ... I hope!