I've just come back from the MRI scan and things look much better now: the main ligament is fine but two smaller ones on the side of my foot are in trouble. This means that I can walk and lean on my foot as long as I keep it straight (or at least, that's what I've understood). It also means that the massive cast-like boot I've been carrying around for the past few days will not be needed anymore and instead I got a most unremarkable little ankle-support cast.
I'll admit that makes me feel a bit like a fraud - going through all that trouble just to be told "keep your ankle straight for a month or two", but it doesn't take away the fact that I'm thoroughly relieved!
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There was some verbal slow-motion recreation of your crash over beers at the pub. We envisaged flailing limbs and shock waves rippling through your awesome moustache.
ReplyDeleteIt is very good to hear that you are okay.
:-) It's really good to hear I'm still somehow part of the Melbourne pub scene - unless I've lost you again and you're elsewhere (in which case I wonder who you were talking to - I really should keep up-to-date with your blog, even if I don't do so with mine).
ReplyDeleteAnyway, it will probably upset you as much as most other friends down under, but by the end of my time in Aus I had figured out something that should have been obvious all along: if you like the cold and you have facial hair... get rid of it during summer. Now I don't know what German summer will be like, but at least I'm prepared.
So no shock waves through my awesome moustache, I fear - and not even too many gravitational waves disturbing the turf because no matter how good American hamburgers and German sausages are, I'm still not exactly what you'd call massive.
I am okay and walking without stick once more (albeit slowly and carefully), though I'm getting thoroughly tired of using public transport and fed up with sitting still. Not only haven't I surpassed 5 km/h in nearly three weeks, I haven't even been to a pub for just about as long.
I was temporarily back in Straya, where the pub talk took place with former residents of 237 Union. I even updated the world map of present locations, and Simon added an arrow for everyone who ever called it home (except the mystery French guy from before my time who ran up the phone bill and used all the internet).
ReplyDeleteYou'll be shocked to hear that the Union Hotel is now excellent. Not a bogan in sight.
The Union Hotel excellent. Now I know there's been some talk recently about the signs of the Apocalypse and frankly speaking, I'm not too shocked to see North Korea sinking South Korean ships, the Euro falling like a boulder and the Mexican gulf turning black and oily (which is somewhat exaggerated from a historic point of view), but the Union Hotel without bogans...
ReplyDeleteI don't know about the French guy's phone bill or internet usage, but what I do know is that he easily tripled our electricity usage. That's what I'll remember him for :-)
But you forget, the Gulf oil spill might be very small, but it affects *America*, making it clearly far more important.
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