Thursday was the third day I tried and failed to catch the bus from work home. No wonder no one travels by bus. The first day the Red Rose bus went sailing past me at the bus stop. The second day was my fault, I did not understand the bus route and waited at the wrong place. The third day I waited for the bus for ages, well past the bus leaving time (15 minutes) and as I was walking back down the road the bus passed by. Thats it never again.
Steve
Man of leisure.
I mowed the grass
Sunday the sun shone, and it was very warm in the conservatory. Outside not so warm, but by the end of the day I was outside in a tee shirt. I managed to mow the outside of the field on the ride on mower despite the hurt leg. Most of the foot work on the mower has to be done with the right leg. (Not the broken leg). I was able to do quite a bit of walking without crutches on Sunday, and going up and downstairs is alot easier now I can put weight on the leg.
Hospital appointment and the end of the good weather
Today I had an appointment at the hospital to see my broken leg. Arrived on time for the 11.10 appointment and went onto to have another x-ray. The doctor (not the Mr Henderson) said the leg was healing well, the picture showed the leg much better. He was very interested to know that I had been walking on the leg before I had gone to A&E, not sure what he was trying to ascertain from this information. I now have a shoe over my plaster and am able to put weight on the foot though am still walking with crutches. The next appointment is Thursday 1st of May when hopefully the plaster will be off and I can go paragliding again. Today the day started with a very small sprinkling of snow, which turned into rain. Seems like the end of the beautiful weather.
The weekend
We stayed at home all this weekend. The broken leg is beginning to become a bit of an irritation. It is all a very good excuse for not doing those chores around the house and garden, but there becomes a limit. It is difficult to walk around the garden on crutches, with them disappearing into the soft soil and molehills. I was even considering driving around the field on the ride on lawn mower, but Rosemary intimated should would be so embarrassed and would not accompany me. On Thursday, after my appointment with the hospital, I hope to be able to put weight on the leg. So the extent of Saturday, (a beautiful sunny day), was a visit to Tesco and then lunch at the Plough and Anchor. The afternoon was spent sitting in the warm sunshine (conservatory), despite the sun it was still quite cool outside with the Northeast wind.Sunday was a cold cloudy day, (no rain though), and was a day for ironing (another chore which I have stopped doing), and the accounts, (can I leave the rat race yet). The afternoon was lunch, getting lots of better proper cooked lunches at the weekend, while we are at home not doing much. Then I spent an afternoon listening to all the Pink Floyd albums. I never did complete this task, despite five hours of solid listening. I was through all the older albums and stopped part way through Dark Side of the Moon. I still have the rest of the more recent albums to listen to.
Robert
Robert, Rosemary’s nephew visited us for lunch. Nice lunch of pheasant cooked by Rosemary, Chief cook being a temporary invalid. The weather was again sunny, though cold outside. So the conservatory was brought into use. It has now been over a week of sunny weather.
Rosemary’s birthday
To celebrate Rosemary’s birthday we visited the Plough and Anchor for Supper. Invited the next door neighbours to participate. After a few bottles of wine and a very good meal we retired home after midnight. I had an unusual starter salad of Mango, Avocado and honey, with a main course of Halibut
Back to the hospital
Back to the hospital for an appointment with Mr Henderson. Arrived at 10.00 am and had my first consultation at 10.45, and then to the plasterer for a new below the knee plaster cast. (Actually some reinforced cloth and water activated resin. Looks very like GRP). Then another xray and the second consultation. Looks like I will be in plaster for six weeks, with another consultation in three weeks time. Presently I must not put weight on the broken leg, and have to keep is raised.
Simba dies
Poor Simba (the cat) was very weak today, unable to stand, so we look her to the vets at 8pm in the evening and had her put to sleep. She now lives at the bottom of the garden under the daffodils. It was slightly amusing seeing Rosemary and I trying to bury Simba using a torch for light and me trying to help dig while being supported with crutches.
Stoke Mandeville
On Saturday I travelled to Hundred House and did some paragliding. Unfortunately on one lading on the slope I heard a load crack. I assumed my boot had broken. My ankle hurt, so I packed up and drove home. Gear changing was awkward as pressing the clutch down hurt my foot.
In the morning my ankle was too sore to walk on. Rosemary took the day off and we visited A&E at Stoke Mandeville. X-rays taken within minutes, and then a five hour wait for the doctor. Left after seven hours with my leg below the knee in plaster. I had broken the small leg bone near the foot. Some talk of having to have an operation and plate inserted, but as the bone had not moved and I had been walking on it then plaster will be sufficient. What a disaster, when will be be back in the air?
The issue had been my landing. Not breaking and not standing up in the harness when landing. Result was foot hit the ground at a fast forward speed. Silly boy.
More ground handling
After the previous nights celebrations, paragliding had to take a back seat. Beautiful day, wind machines around the UK seemed to be suggesting a flyable day. Instead I stayed at home and gave the lawn its first cut of the year, and did a bit of ground handling. Mastered this reverse launch!