I got back from work at 5:45pm, and got changed. Gina picked me up at 5:55pm, and we went off to the Thai Elephant in Warwick for a meal. It is Danny’s birthday on Friday, and his mum came along, as well as a friend of Gina’s.
It is nearly time for the X-Ray at Warwick Hospital. I am now thinking that they will find something wrong, and not allow me to start putting proper weight on my leg. Hopefully, that is just a bit of negative thinking on my behalf. At the weekend, I stood on the scales with my right leg, and on the floor with my left. I made the scales read 5 stone (32Kg), and there was no pain whatsoever. That, I hope, is a good indication. We will see in a couple of days. Apart from that, it was the same old stuff today.
Alan picked me up at 6:50am. Went to work. Came back again. Went to bed.
Sometimes, there is nothing to say about a day…
It was a bit of a disappointing race for English supporters. 18th for Hamilton was not the comeback that was promised yesterday, and 5th for Button was not so good either. However, for Webber, it was a fantastic day, and weekend! He has been plugging away for 8 years, threatening the top spot. I remember him coming 5th for Minardi in 2002 at the Australian GP in his first ever race.
Tyres seemed to be a problem for the Brawn team, and one can only hope that Hungary is much hotter than Germany, and they can get some heat in the tyres.
Jenny and Joe were out with Mum and Dad during the GP, and they came back later for some food. I also spoke to Alan. He is back and is going to give me a lift. However, he has had his hours reduced to 40 per week, so it looks like I will be doing the same. It does mean I get an extra 30 minutes in bed in the morning though.
My first Saturday since starting work, and I woke up at 6:30am. I checked the weather forecast, and it said it was raining. Not good, as Dad was moving the Ferguson 35 to the tractor shed at the field. A friend was going to bring his trailer over, and wasn’t going to do it in the rain.
This morning I was very tired when I woke up. Probably because it is the first week I have done at work. Anyway, Dad picked my up at 12:00pm, and I was glad that it was not 5:00pm again.
It is one week until my return to Warwick Hospital for the fracture clinic. I am hoping that all is going well, and that I will be given the all clear to start putting weight on my leg. Read more…
It is 7 weeks since my operation on my leg. It seems to be ok, even after 3 days in the office, and I get more of a workout there than at Mum and Dad’s. Things at work are ok, and there is plenty to be getting on with. Again, more comments about my hair today, including the comedy nickname of “Rapunzel”.
The Kozi Quiz was done, and with the help of Mum, Dad, Gina and Brian, we came second to the Shiraz Sisters. This time was a bit closer. We got 60 points, and they got 64. Danny only came in at the end, and missed all of the quiz. With his help we might have got enough to win, but who knows.
Getting up was harder today. I must have been tired after yesterday.
Today was a good work day though, with plenty to do and some actual design work as well!!
Nothing much else to report. Just eating, sticking, eating, sticking, eating, exercises, bed.
I was woken up at 5:20am by Dad shouting that it was 5:20am, and was I getting up. I shouted back, that, no, I was getting up at 5:30am. Of course, I did not get back to sleep, and the alarm went off at 5:30am.
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