To everyone that wished me well yesterday evening I thought I’d update you on my progress.
After resting my foot for a few hours, covering it with a cold compress, and taking lots of tablets, I decided my ankle still didn’t feel quite right.
I took a trip up to A&E at 11:30PM, where I expected to be in and out fairly quickly, how wrong was I.
After playing a crossword, eye spy- which is interesting with two blind people- and consuming tea and hospital sandwiches, I was finally taken in for an X-ray about three hours after I arrived.
A further hour sat waiting around confirmed what I was starting to suspect, I had fractured my ankle.
I have a temporary, and extremely attractive protective boot on my foot, and I have an appointment at the hospital tomorrow morning to see an orthopaedic consultant.
I will keep you all updated on what they say, but please keep your fingers and toes crossed for my speedy recovery, as I’m a nightmare to deal with when I’m cooped up in the house.