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my hurty knee

18 Monday Jun 2012

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So there I was on Friday night walking with clients after finishing a tapas tour and suddenly – whump! – I was face down on the pavement. I had tripped over a small curb (which shouldn’t have been there!) and my palms and my right knee took the brunt of the fall. After taking a moment to check pain levels it seemed like nothing was too seriously damaged and so I gingerly got up. I could walk okay but the area just below my knee was very badly bruised.

Next day I took it easy and by yesterday I barely noticed my knee at all during my day trip to Sanlúcar de Barrameda (more on that mañana). Then today I went to the gym and all was fine until I went to do a bit of stretching on the mat. Without thinking I got down on hands and… knees! … and YIKES!! Now my poor knee is more hurty than ever.

Anyhow, the thing that stuck in my mind after the fall was how embarrassed I felt. I mean, it was clearly an accident, nothing that was my fault or anything to feel embarrassed about. But it seems this is a common reaction to falling down. I wonder why.

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19 Friday Aug 2011

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So I said to Jessica last night, “instead of turning the oven on in The Heat, why not heat up your pizza on the cute little flat toaster?” (the one I’d bought last May). And then I suggested she put some aluminum foil down so that cheese wouldn’t drip down…and five minutes later the whole damn toaster had melted!! Who’da thunkit?

After that bit of excitement I went back to bed and Jessica ended up microwaving her pizza. Not ideal, but neither was turning on the oven in 40º weather.

But tonight we are having a Very Good Pizza from my next door neighbour’s Italian restaurant Al Solito Posto. Doesn’t it look great? I suspect that not having eating anything for the last 48 hours other than some melon and toast yesterday, and a couple slices of bread today, that this might be why I am feeling suddenly weak and queasy again, after having not felt too bad most of the day. I remembered that pizza was one of the few things that appealed – and that I could keep down – when I was on chemo.

We’re also going to watch the Seville segment of Rick Stein’s Spain as Jessica hasn’t seen it and I want to see it again to see if my opinion has changed. Gotto go…