*cough* So I have got over the trauma of starting a blog, and I am trying to embrace it, like I have been embracing swimming.
Basically I am a runner, have been running for about 18 months, have not entered any big races, just local 10k’s. Although in October this year I was planning in running the Loch Ness Marathon. Unfortunately it didnt go to plan. I started training in May this year, and I ended up after a trail run with swelling in my right ankle. I thought it was a sprain, so I rested and iced for a week. Went back out and was still in pain. I was like a poor wee geriatric hobbling downstairs. This was going on for a while! I went to visit a sports massage therapist who gave it a rub, I congratulated myself in the reflex area, I was in so much pain but I did manage to refrain from kicking the shit out of her.
In August, enough was enough, I decided to go to the Dr. He has been my family doctor for a while, also a runner and a friend. He looked at my leg, then glared at me. ‘Why have you not been in before’ he said I mubbled something, I dont recall, I became scared of him, I thought I was in big trouble. ’We are going to have to amputate’ no, he didnt say that thank goodness I actually needed to be sent up to the hospital for an Xray. This was worse!
I work on a part time basis as a bank nurse in Accident and Emergency, ie, I am called when cover is needed, sickness, holidays etc, I deal with the Xray department everyday. If you know your history, you know there is long standing non-existent feud between Scotland and England. Well, the same goes for A&E and Xray! And now, I was being sent into the battle field.
Oh, please Dr, just amputate my leg, it will be so much easier than dealing with the Xray girls!
Turns out, they recognised me but didnt know where! I think with having my hair down, no makup on and no scrubs I was in a great disguise!
The witch, was ‘not allowed‘ to give out Xray results, I couldnt tell her that I worked in the dept or my disguise would have been scuppered! So I had to wait a week, still hobbling. When I got my results I found I had not torn ligaments I had BROKEN 2 bones, the tibia and fibia! WTF! As the fractures had been there for 4 months, they had been healing naturally, so I did not need a cast on, much to the dismay of my friends as they had really wanted to decorate it in profanities! *sigh*
I was told no to running my first ever marathon, and no to running for the rest of the year, until I have completed physio. Which has not gone to plan either, at my first physio appt he suspects that I have other stress fractures, so he cant rehab me and I am waiting to see an orthopedic surgeon. All I am allowed to do is swimming, which I hate with a passion!
The physio gave me weight belts to ‘run’ in water, which I attempted once, and found myself being headlocked by a pensioner trying to swim me to safety. She thought I was drowing….in a pool which I can stand up in!
But I digress, I did say I was trying to embrace swimming, much the same as blogging.
So, now I am sick, its more a sniffle really, a headache, heavy eyes and a rasping throat. I dont do sick well, I dont crave pity, cant be doing with that. I told you, I am a bank nurse in A&E, I have little sympathy, unless of course its serious. Last year, we had the winter vomiting bug going around. And I got rattled at a patient that came in with it. If you are old, or have other illnesses then yes, come in, but if you are just throwing up for the sake of it. Stay in your own home and do it! Dont take it to me and share it around the dept. You are not going to get a hospital bed for a winter bug, SO STAY HOME!
I dont take kindly to my kids being sick either, I will hold my daughters hair up when she is being sick, but I am behind her gagging too. But, I love my job!
I know from experience, a cold is just inconvenience, it doesnt stop you actually functioning, it just makes you function slower than normal. I am not my husband, who thinks that a cold is actually terminal.
I also do not take pills of any sort. The only thing that goes into my stomach is sugar, chocolate and carbs.
However, my mum, who is a potion guru as she tries every herb and vitamin on the go suggested I take Echinacea a herb which is suppose to ward of nasty colds and infections.
So, I went to my local supermarket, Tesco, who has a vitamin/herbal section but alas, I could not find the Echinacea at all. So, I proceeded to the pharmacy counter, I waited patiently in the queue so the real sick people could get their medications. It was now my turn.
‘Can I help?’ asked the pharmacist
‘Yes, could you tell me where the euthanasia is please?’
‘um, we dont sell it’
‘Oh, will I only get it in a herbal shop?’
‘What is it actually you are looking for?’
‘Euthanasia’ I said again ‘Its a herbal tablet I believe that helps colds and flu from getting worse
‘Oh, do you mean Echinacea?’
DAMMIT!…..Grabs box, pays and runs!