It is four weeks today
since Rusty gave me a knee injury. I thought I'd gotten away with it
but it was not to be. I now have a 'hip', a 'knee' and a 'shin'. I
know most people possess these body parts but mine are special.
Especially sore. I am scoffing so many painkillers that my stomach is
starting to ache. Sometimes if I hurt it a little bit more (which
seems to happen very easily) I find myself limping or, as we say in
Northern Ireland, harpling about. I have never felt so old.
In fact, the situation
is so dire I am seriously considering going to the doctor. At least
I'll be making a start on the road to bionic leg-parts.
Other pleasanter news
is that we are getting a tree house. The foundations were laid
yesterday. When houses are built in trees the true foundations are
the trees themselves but there are other supports needed. The adults
are very excited and I hope the children will be excited too. And I
hope that my damn knee gets better for we haven't incorporated a
chair lift into the plans.
4 comments:
I feel your pain...s! One of these days we should compare aches and pills!
That's why I need the doctor! The self-prescribed potions are losing their effectiveness. I don't rest it. Maybe I should?
Quit messing around and go to the doc already!
I need on going pictures of your tree house. What an exciting project. Love tree houses.
I'm fixing an appointment on Monday. It's less sore today - found a new pain relief regime, voltoral and gin! Not sure I should be taking that so will discuss with doc. Tree housers here again today. They're talking about putting in a pot-bellied stove! There is one lying around. Picture of progress to follow,
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