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Tag Archives: foot

Wonky needles.

After having treated my stomach like a pin cushion for the past 4 weeks, leaving it bruised and sore after the odd needle bent slightly after jabbing it into my finger first by mistake, I’m happy to say that I no longer have to go through that morning ritual as the cast is finally off. […]

Having a shower.

Some people, whose name I won’t mention, are so demanding. Here’s your christmas card, Vicus.

If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

(Photo taken by Coralie who isn’t used to my camera, hence the blurring.) Coralie kindly drove me to A&E yesterday and even waited with me. I was seen to pretty quickly and the xrays proved that ….. I’ve broken my foot somewhere just below my little toe which is why I am now in plaster […]

And so that was christmas.

The last christmas to be spent in this house was a quiet one. The week previous to it, I managed to fall up the stairs and sprain my ankle quite badly and so I spent the week hobbling around on a rather bruised foot. Come christmas day and I was knocking back painkillers like smarties, […]