Fiona's Quiet Life

So you should have seen me the next day. i attempt to stand OOOwww!!!

so i crawl along the hallway.….…very cold hard stone tiles.….……climb onto a kit­chen chair , slide it about the kit­chen while filling kettle and gath­er­ing break­fast things, i eat some cer­eal at the table but really want to get back to bed so i put a flask of boil­ing water, some tea bags and some milk etc, on a tray and crawl back to my room push­ing the tray before me. later i get about the house by put­ting the knee of the sore leg on the seat of a chair and push­ing it about .

vari­ous friends con­fer, and him upstairs drives me to hos­pital where an xray con­firms a beau­ti­ful clean break of my ankle where the quad bike landed on it. a tem­por­ary plaster is applied and an oper­a­tion to pin me back together again is men­tioned, but for­tu­nately not fol­lowed up on.

i now have crutches and must get re-plastered next week when the swell­ing is down.…it is really irrit­at­ing to hobble into kit­chen only to find you have for­got­ten why you are there.

much bet­ter today though, head­ache gone and a bit less inclined to fall over while hob­bling about, went to cam­era club last night , gave them all a good laugh .

my grandchildren’s friends want to adopt me as their cool grandma

Him­self would be pleased had he known how use­ful he would still be two years after his death.….……he had been unable to walk for some time and was pretty well bed bound . so the house is already sup­plied with hand grips for me to grab. and with a seat in the shower and best of all i have a white plastic chair that i used to wheel him into the shower so he didn’t have to stand.….i am using this to get about, it is best backwards,

so now i am to be found whizz­ing about the house back­wards , one leg stuck out in front and the other pro­pelling me along.

i leave you with that vis­ion while i get the house ready for inva­sion of small boys .…and their par­ents tomorrow.

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