Peg Leg Lolly

Can't get over how washed out I feel.  I didn't wake up until 11.30 but since then the longest I have been able to keep my eyes open is about one hour and that was only because my Father insisted I watch the Bridge.  It is a Swedish serial in subtitles. 

I had watched the first two episodes and my parents are keen to watch the fifth so I need to catch up two episodes.  The only problem is it is quite a strain to watch as reading subtitles does not help the nausea and I can't quite see the bottom of the TV screen as it is hidden behind the arm of the sofa and my foot so I have to sit at quite an awkward angle and hold my neck up in my hands.  By the time I had finished episode three I was exhausted and have slept the rest of the afternoon. 

Moving about is quite tricky.  I am fine once I am on my feet as long as I don't have to walk too far or carry anything but getting my bad leg in and out of bed or on and off the sofa is quite a complicated mission.  I have been practising  the knack of throwing a scarf to loop it under my foot so I can then lift my leg using the scarf to take the weight of my leg.  Not very elegant but it seems to work.  My mother in law Hazel was the one to suggest it and it is nice to be a little more self reliant and not to have to have someone to lift my leg by the ankle every time I stand up or sit down (not that I get up very often).

The knee and leg have been feeling more painful today.  I am hoping that is a good sign that the bone is healing.  There are definite signs of bruising on my leg today which has turned a very attractive shade of yellow / black.  The kneecap also keeps popping a bit today so not sure why that would be but I am going to my first physiotherapy session tomorrow so perhaps they can tell me then.

I really don't know how I ever imagined I would be able to go back to work in this condition.  Even if I could get a lift there I would never be able to sit at a desk and even staying upright for very long is a step too far at the moment. 

Until you have a leg in a brace you just don't realise how awkward and inconvenient it really is.