Well I am back from the hospital.
Home after my fourth and hopefully final
correction of my bothersome leg.
If 17 years ago, my femur had been pinned correctly,
I wouldn't be lying here, in a cast from my ankle to upper thigh,
writing this sorry tale...
But it didn't get pinned correctly, all those years ago,
when I broke my femur, while living in Germany,
And I have had no end of trouble with my leg since then.
However this time, the consultant seemed happy with the operation
and now only time will tell how it all heals
and whether my leg is 'fixed' once and for all.
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It was so lovely having the boys to visit in hospital.
Sadly there was an outbreak of Novovirus in the hospital
and so we were advised not to bring Baby-Kalico in to visit me.
(My operation nearly didn't go ahead
as there were no 'clean' beds on the ward I needed to be on!
This was remedied at the last minute and I was lucky enough
to have my own room and my operation!!)
(The black brace was replaced with a cast
which was then replaced by another cast
after I twisted my knee in the first cast!)
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which was then replaced by another cast
after I twisted my knee in the first cast!)
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Oh boy! Did I ever miss this little face!!
Not sure she missed me as much
as I was told that she was very happy
the whole time I was away!
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At the last minute, while we were driving to the hospital,
I grabbed the handwork from my car
and shoved it into my hospital bag
so I worked on my rose-star hexagons
a little bit while recuperating from the operation.
It did cause quite a funny incident...
A 'nurse' who came around in the evening serving tea
saw what I was sewing and said
"Oh my little girl is sewing these"
Now I am sure her 'little girl' was probably sewing hexagons,
but I doubt they were as complex as these,
however far be it for me to say otherwise....,
but the cherry on the cake was when she picked one up,
looked at it disdainfully,
and when she tossed it back down rudely on my bed she said again:
and when she tossed it back down rudely on my bed she said again:
"Yes, my little girl is sewing these".
It probably wouldn't have annoyed me if the tea she'd just served me had been in a clean mug!! :)