Yes, I've had enough now. Get this bloody thing off my foot and let me walk properly. I am so sick of sore hands, sore shoulders, sore hips and aching feet.
I have been trying to use the crutches as much as possible but I am still so bloody unfit and weak. I have been trying to work from home all week. It's hard when you need so much different stuff. I would really like someone to get me some folders so I can organise my paper pile. But trying to pin anyone down to ask for stuff is getting a tad difficult so I don't ask for more than I need.
Lucky for Fluffy he has had this week off. He's the secretary of a caravan association here, and there is a Caravan and Camping show on this week. His responsibility is to go down each morning, open the stand, put the cash tin out, liaise with folk. He has also been spending time going around the exhibitions.
He comes home for lunch, either bringing me something or making me something quick when he gets here. Sometimes he goes back after, sometimes he goes and runs errands, other times he has a nap. Then he goes back in the evening and collects the cash tin and puts the signs away. Then he makes dinner.
So some things have been a bit neglected. I try to do a little bit here and there but it's difficult. I can't do much. And everything tires me out. Just using the walking frame from the bed to the loo then into the lounge to sit first thing in the morning wears me out.
Yesterday I went out for the first time. I had enrolled in a photography course with a friend. Revision for me, with the hope of picking up some tips. Mission accomplished. She was such a gem, helping carry my bag, making sure I was comfortable. We had a great day. Then last night we had a double birthday party to attend. I managed that too. But by the end of the night (or should I say early this morning) I could hardly get myself into bed.
My foot is virtually pain free. Lately there have been nagging sharp pains through it. Healing over the stitches I suspect - I tend to keloid. But the real pain is in my hands first thing in the morning, and through my "good" leg during the day.
I know, anyone who has ever used crutches has been through the same thing so I'm not telling you anything new. I think the worst is that I'm so unfit. Because of that I get puffed really quickly. I could work through the pain if it didn't tire me out so bloody quickly.
Tomorrow I have a visit to the doc to get the bandage removed and a moon boot put on. Then I believe it will be another couple of weeks before I am weight-bearing properly. I am not sure how long till I can walk up stairs so I'll be working from home a bit longer I think.
Tomorrow will be a big day. The doc appointment is at 8.15 then Dobby has to go to a beauty academy in the city (not far from the doctor) to fill in paperwork for a course. Then I believe she has her orientation day as well. Not sure how long that goes for though. I'll wait in the car till Fluffy comes back after the paperwork is done. He'll find out what time he has to go back and pick her up.
Then I have to make a concerted effort to do as much work as I can. I was pretty slack last week. It's just too hard to juggle everything.
Anyway, enough crap from me. So over the whole lot. Blah.