Yes, today is the 3 week anniversary of my repatriation to the UK. I celebrated by getting up early (well, earlier). I was down and finished my exercises by 9:30am! Nothing much occured this morning, and at 1:15pm, I went to get some food.
In Shanghai, I used to make pancakes with cheese and ham, so I thought I would make one today. The recipe for my fantastic pancakes is simple:-
Up late today. I was going to get up earlier this week, but I missed my chance in the bathroom, and so did not get up until 9:45am. I had my breakfast, did the easy sudoku, and then started on my new regime. I am doing my exercises after each meal, as I have to use my sticks to go from the table to sit down in the chair anyway, so I might as well do my exercises on the way.
I realise that I have not actually put anything in about my recovery for a while. The problem that I have is that every day is very much like the day before. There are improvements, but comparing day to day like I do, gives very little idea of how I am progressing.
Well, as the title says, it was 5 weeks ago today that I fell in the shower and broke my leg. As a celebration, I got up late.
I did pretty much nothing again this morning, however, there was a bonus with the new TV. By pushing the red button at 10am, I was able to watch the first practice of the British Grand Prix. Dad had gone out to get some clothes from Heaphies in Warwick, and came back around lunchtime. Mum then suggested that we go out for lunch to a pub in Halford.
Late up this morning. I had nothing planned for today, so there was no rush to get up. Breakfast was the usual Weetabix and milk.
A lazy morning, with me getting up lateish, and getting down for breakfast at 10:00am. I had a couple of weetabix, a glass of milk, and a banana and strawberry smoothie. I skyped Ma Yan, and at 10:55am Dad went off to take Gina and Danny to Birmingham Airport for their week long break to Tunisia.
As I was in the bathroom this morning, the TV I ordered for Mum and Dad arrived. It is a Toshiba 26AV615DB. I ordered it as when I put the TV on for the GP last Sunday, it was flickering. Dad said that it always did that, and sometimes changing the channel worked. It didn’t.
Up this morning for the usual Weetabix and milk. My plan was to sort all the papers that were at the apartment and also some that Tracey had brought over. I actually managed to get it all sorted whilst skyping as well!
Got up early this morning to get to the hospital on time. We left home at 8:45am, and Dad dropped Mum and I off at 8:55am. My appointment was for 9:05am, so no problems. Went to the Fracture Clinic Reception desk, and my name was ticked off a list. Good stuff. We went through into the waiting room, and I was surprised to see quite a few people already there.
Up and showered this morning, and then sticked it downstairs for 8:15am.
I am preparing for tomorrows jaunt to the hospital. Yesterday afternoon, I was called with an appointment to be at the “Fracture Clinic” at 9:05am on Wednesday. I am not 100% sure what they are going to do, but, they might give me an indication as to how long I will need for recovery.
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