y - its six weeks and three days since the surgery (ORIF - Open reduction, internal, fixation with hardware, since you asked) on my fractured leg. I have been back to the Royal Free for yet another Xray. This will be the gazillionth since I was knocked off the lovely vespa on 2 October. In this one they are looking to see if all the hardware remains where it should be and if there has been any bone growth.
I think I was a little to optimistic about what happens after six weeks. I think I thought I would be at least getting to be off my crutches but no partial weight bearing just means you get to put your foot down and then work your way slowly back to walking but still with crutches....
Augh. At least I md arrangements for Kirsty to come to the hospital to meet me so we could get a cab back together. She talked me into a walk/push home with her doing all the work. We made it up the hill to Haverstock then decided we needed a beer before going any further - so we nipped into The George, a local. The London Pride was so good, I had to have dinner.
After a pint and dinner, we rolled home - well I rolled and Kirsty pushed. Then we attacked the front steps - there has to be a way to get up those **blinking** four steps at the front of my building. After much hilarity I ended up scooting up on my backside and wriggling onto the emergency stool kept just inside the door. Its scary that this much later I still cannot get back int othe flat by myself and therefore I cannot leave the flat unless I have a back up plan ready to receive me.
Plus - how ridiculous do I look crawling up the steps on my behind (it always rains here) and wriggling up onto a stool. Good think I'm not too hung up on my reputation for suavity. Jeez.
Anyway, Thanks Kirsty for the night out and lets see what the physio says now that he can come back and work with me.
Tomorrow, sutures our from the BCC and continuing to get better
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