I was out for a walk up Carlton hill, ok I was cruising, let it go. It had been pissing down, no change there. As I got to the circular path at the top, excellent vistas, I highly recommend it. I began my meander, I came up to a huge puddle covering the whole path, so decided to walk around it, up a small incline and down the other side. As I did, I swear on my hamsters eyesight, I thought, what would happen if you had a heart attack, how would the ambulance get you? Right then, and I mean as that thought ended, the ground, sodden with the rain, gave way and I went into a series of unnatural and obviously hilarious contortions on the way to the ground.
I heard cracking, twisting and crunching. I swung myself around, as my foot was caught and if I didn’t, my ankle would have snapped like a twig.
I got up eventually and my leg could take the weight, just, but it was excruciating. I hobbled a bit and as it was pissing down I had no one to help, or laugh at me. I did consider, for a second, phoning an ambulance, but then thought, fuck, what if someone really needs one and they come for me and that person croaks? So, phone back in pocket and I try to walk down the very steep hill to the street.
I will admit, it was not the best experience, but I finally made it down and phoned my lovely who came for me and took me to hospital. It was a break, my ankle was not broken but fucked as was my Achilles.
It has been a week and I have been told no back to work for another five weeks.
Has anybody any advice on how to fill the time? Tips for getting around? There’s a prize for the best suggestion. Although it will be shit, it’s still something.
Also, if you want to explain how you broke a limb, feel free. We could set up a support group. Or you could, I hate that sort of shit.
