Just suck yourself off, it's only a few weeks.
Yeah, I'll just whip out 6 slabs of quartz from my arse you filthy whore.Do it yourself you lazy moosefucking ****.
Out in the countryside for walks on my crutches. I'm one of those idiots the mountain rescue and helicopter gets called out for.Out and about EVERY day . Not mawping about on an Internet forum moaning that 'it's not fair' and 'I'm bored' like some on here who act like an 11 year old on a wet Saturday morning.
I was out for a walk up Carlton hill, ok I was cruising, let it go.
How did you fill the time when you wasn't on here for 12 months ???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.
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'm 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.
#Bullshit...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.
you cannot go to work but surely you can go out, I have fractured/briken my left ankle 3 times and damaged ligaments in the same ankle once, 3 times in a cast and once a gauze, all with crutches.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.
Amended for accuracyYou could wank a lot in five hours
Work, contemplation, football, and walking unaided mostly. The odd night out, a few drinks.How did you fill the time when you wasn't on here for 12 months ???
Someone had to.I thought the OP was off here for good!! One small scratch and he come whimpering back filling the place up with shit threads!!
Welcome back
Bill Walker had a good go at filling the void!!Someone had to.
Make sure to clean them before you fit them then.Yeah, I'll just whip out 6 slabs of quartz from my arse you filthy whore.
Silly ****you will be surprised how quick it gets better, i broke my ankle during covid in three places and had three plates put in and 15 screws, after the plaster was removed that was it no physio as they were not seeing patients due to covid, the first few days on two crutches then down to one crutch but what realy got me going again was the car, i took it out and managed to go around the block using the clutch with my left repaired ankle then the following day twice around the block,i was using the clutch normal after a week, the best physio ever, told the physiotherapist over the phone a few weeks later and he agreed it probably was the best thing to get the ankle going but for obvious reasons couldnt advise it