I broke my leg last week, advice on how to cope with six weeks of inactivity welcomed.

[pee dubya]

Just suck it up, it's only a few weeks.

 

[dickie davies]

Paint the skirting boards

 

[TinFoilHat]

Just suck yourself off, it's only a few weeks.

 

[Barcon]

Do it yourself you lazy moosefucking ****.

Yeah, I'll just whip out 6 slabs of quartz from my arse you filthy whore.

 

[Marklr]

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.

Out in the countryside for walks on my crutches. I'm one of those idiots the mountain rescue and helicopter gets called out for.

 

[1961_vintage]

I was out for a walk up Carlton hill, ok I was cruising, let it go.

 

[pride in battle]

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.

How did you fill the time when you wasn't on here for 12 months ???

 

[pride in battle]

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.

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.

#Bullshit...

 

[urban genie]

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.

Though I couldn't work I went out loads to pass the time, crutches were grwat for getting ahead in queues too, having one good leg doesn't stop you functioning if you put your mind to it

 

[Uncle Wally One Ball]

You could wank a lot in five hours

Amended for accuracy