So I'm spending my
29th birthday sat at home struggling to hobble my way around.
It has
not been a fun few days!
Ouch!
I got back from my
holiday on Saturday and was looking forward to starting work again on
Monday. I still cycle to work, so I got up early dug my bike out of
the shed and set off in the light rain. I was going nicely along the
canal just about to go past the Lockkeeper, when the next thing I
knew I was on the floor my bike twisted under my legs.
I must have landed
on my left knee and left handlebar. My knee was leaking a lot of
blood and the break handle on the left of my bike had snapped off
with a big dint in the end of the handle bar. I hurt a lot. I don’t
know how it happened, could be a lot of things I suppose.
New Entrance
I hobbled around in
pain getting my thoughts together. I used my water bottle to wash the
blood away (it was starting to pool in my sock and boot) it looked
like a nice scrape. A quick check found no other obvious injury's.
The was nothing else to be done so I gingerly continued on my way to
work.
It was not a fun
ride. The was a fallen tree over the path at one point, I had to lift
my bike over then shimmy under. I took the journey slow checking down
at my knee often. The blood had stooped and it was a bit numb. This
has been a hall mark of this injury not much in the way of pain.
Coming Through
I managed to get to
work in time and cleaned myself up. I had a drink stretched off and
felt ok. Until about half an hour into working. They have a good team
at work and sorted my injury out and decided I should go to hospital.
Hospital is always
fun, it was my first visit in over ten years and it was smooth
process (apart from the 6 attempts to took to take a blood sample). Two clean ups with a bit of poking one x-ray and a CT scan.
It took a while for them to be happy nothing in my knee joint was
damaged so all I needed was a deep clean and stitches. Which would
have to wait until the next day.
Recovering
That night was fun.
Sleeping on the sofa in a daze created by Co-Codamol. They had put a
huge bandage on and movement was difficult but I managed. I was
awoken the next morning by a call asking me to git in for day
surgery. Most of which was spent sat about waiting.
I have no memory of
the surgery and I haven't even seen my wound yet. The bandages need
to be changed on Friday so I should get a good look then. It hurts a
bit but nothing ordinary painkillers couldn't handle. It is just
going to be an awkward few weeks until I'm back up to shape.
Relaxing?
So yeah I'm just
catching up on some videos and books for the next few days. I'm
hoping to have a bit more movement after the bandage gets changed. Oh
and here is a very dumb thing to round things off. I haven been given
crutched because the was nobody qualified to tech me how to use them.
It has been a fun
birthday on the phone to work to keep them up to date but I now need
to make my way over to give in my sick note. Two more weeks of fun.
