Friday, 8 January 2010

Broken legs

I put up the post concerning my bike accident more as Something To Do whilst laid on a bed provided courtesy of the NHS, but I've suddenly realised I've got many weeks of free hours until I'm properly on the mend, so I'm using this to fill a few of those.

It's another of those things in life that come along to test you - some fuckwit is rolling a dice, pointing and cackling.

The major inconvieniences:

Anything that's not within arms reach might as well be in next doors shed. It's going to require a major amount of shuffling between wheelchair etc.

Objects left on the ground or blocking corridors will fuck your day up like nothing else.

You need to become memory man - there's nothing quite like getting comfortable on the sofa then realising you've left your piss jug in the bedroom.

The pain of the injuries can, some days, be nothing as compared to the sheer hell your muscles will go through when left in one position. If possible, change it every so often, at least once an hour.

Physio, no matter how painful, is absolutely essential. In my case, I've got a right leg with a nailed femur but no pot. The sooner you get this up and running, the faster your consultant is going to get you on crutches, which means an escape from being prone. Overdo it if need be - that leg needs to be superhuman in a few weeks time.

Drink past the point of being comfortable; your body needs to be very well hydrated for the healing process.

Give up smoking - optional, and arsing hard, but it will speed up the healing.

That's it for now!

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