Seriously, still on crutches. Well, not at home. There I can shuffle from here to there in a slow and somewhat easy-ish if slightly painful manner. But out on the street I still really need the crutches I borrowed last week from Agustín’s wife, Elena. Weirdly, I find walking hurts my right hip more than my sprained left ankle, which is why I am still using two crutches – I can’t figure out which side would benefit more from just using one!
And so… I have been way too much on my feet this past week, wandering about town, as well as up and down stairs (and tall ladders!) at home. Some people have told me to stay off my feet as much as possible, others have said that gentle use of the ankle will help rebuild its strength. All I know is that I’VE HAD TO GET THINGS DONE. And so I’ve done what’s needed doing, hoping that I haven’t done any irreparable damage to my lovely left ankle, which I love so much…
This evening I have another tapas tour, and an English class at Agustín’s before it, so at least I can ask him to have a look at my ankle and give me his opinion (a week later). Which I hope won’t be that I’d be mad to do the tapas tour, cos well, I kinda have to do it. I think I have to be the most impatient patient ever, which I also discovered after my various cancer ops – I could never “take things easy” as ordered. I was always out and about as soon as I could manage it. Could be that I’ve f*cked up my ankle for life by not sitting around on my butt for the past week, but I reckon that if there is any real damage done then it’s already been done – and tonight I have to work! Will put leg up tomorrow if I have to…
Your hip is probably hurting because you are forced in a way that it isn’t used to. Ice and lots of wine should help.
I have heard it said that bad patients live the longest and heal the fastest. So stay ornery.
Mmm, doctors who recommend ‘rest’ are liable to get hysterical laughter from me. If I didn’t go stir crazy from the enforced inaction, I’d certainly put on about a stone a day from all the crap I’d be eating out of boredom…!
Hope the ankle (and hip) soon heal.
So I got through the tapas tour okay, though it took a little longer to get from place to place. My clients were great about it and Peter came to meet me at our last stop so that I wouldn’t have to walk home alone. I got back to find I have another tour booked for tomorrow, this one with a guy in a wheelchair, so we should make quite the pair.
Also walked past my old place last night – first time since the move. All the lights were off and it didn’t look like anybody’s home, but it was nice walking through my favourite square again and seeing all the orange trees. Really must talk to Flor about getting a small ornamental orange tree for the terrace… my own personal azahar!
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