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Just in case you thought I'd resumed normal posting, fear not! The knee injury saga continues...
This entry describes me being in hospital. It's not especially graphic, but it does contain references to medical stuff and illness and post-operative issues. If you'd rather avoid that kind of thing, then the short version is that the operation was successful and I'm home now.
( Day 142-143 )
This entry describes me being in hospital. It's not especially graphic, but it does contain references to medical stuff and illness and post-operative issues. If you'd rather avoid that kind of thing, then the short version is that the operation was successful and I'm home now.
( Day 142-143 )
Well I feel bad, and I've felt worse
Jul. 15th, 2016 05:24 pmImagine yourself in a situation where you are feeling very nauseous, but wish to eat something. (Perhaps because of medical advice, perhaps because you know it will make you feel better, perhaps because of medication - whatever situation might make that set of circumstances true for you.)
Now, o LJ, tell me...
[Poll #2049789]
Now, o LJ, tell me...
[Poll #2049789]
I am currently in Whitby with all the little gothses. Whitby, as you may know, is unsportingly full of hills, so I'm a little weary from walking around and also from standing about in the Spa. I'm having a nice peaceful Sunday afternoon sit-down, and figured I'd do a little bit of light catching up on here.
( Day 55 )
( Day 56 )
( Day 59 )
( Day 55 )
( Day 56 )
( Day 59 )
A quick request for data points (or actual genuine knowledge, that would also work ;)
I've started getting physio for the duff knees (of which more later). I'm pretty sure that, when I was a kid and there was always someone in my class with a pot arm (usually for reasons of a falling-off-bike nature), no one was offered physio afterwards. A friend tells me that he did not get physio for a broken leg in the late 80s. A colleague who fractured both her arms a couple of years ago did.
So... is it that NHS treatment of injuries has moved on and decided that yes, physio is a bloomin' useful part of recovery? Or is it just that physio isn't offered to kids, on the grounds that they're bound to start running about as soon as physically possible?
I've started getting physio for the duff knees (of which more later). I'm pretty sure that, when I was a kid and there was always someone in my class with a pot arm (usually for reasons of a falling-off-bike nature), no one was offered physio afterwards. A friend tells me that he did not get physio for a broken leg in the late 80s. A colleague who fractured both her arms a couple of years ago did.
So... is it that NHS treatment of injuries has moved on and decided that yes, physio is a bloomin' useful part of recovery? Or is it just that physio isn't offered to kids, on the grounds that they're bound to start running about as soon as physically possible?
The story begins at Day 1. The short version: I ruptured knee ligaments skiing and am still shuffling about slowly and painfully on crutches.
( Day 22. Ish. )
( Day 22. Ish. )
While everyone (ok, on my particular friends list, about two people) have been tackling Clovember, in my world it appears to have been Gigvember.
( Reverendand the Makers @ Koko )And now I am, as I write this, stranded in Hammersmith thanks to a fire alarm at Kings Cross.
Edit Sorry about the spacing issues in this post - apparently LJ has removed the space from before every occurrence of 'and'. Dunno why.
Last year I was diagnosed with arthritis in my fingers. Various blood tests showed it wasn't one of the scary auto-immune kinds, and x-rays revealed no damage, so I have non-specific pain in my finger joints which is therefore diagnosed as arthritis. The leading drug to treat this does wonders for my fingers, but makes me quite ill. Accordingly, I have decided to tolerate painful fingers.
Except of late, I'd noticed that they weren't particularly bad. Hardly hurt at all, in fact. In the past few days, though, I've noticed that they've suddenly been painful again.
This morning, I twigged that my knuckles getting bad seems to correspond neatly with the recent damp, drizzly weather we've been having.
Apparently I actually am feeling the damp weather in my bones. Coming soon: how nothing is like it used to be, how all modern music just sounds like noise, and why I am about to get a blue rinse.
Except of late, I'd noticed that they weren't particularly bad. Hardly hurt at all, in fact. In the past few days, though, I've noticed that they've suddenly been painful again.
This morning, I twigged that my knuckles getting bad seems to correspond neatly with the recent damp, drizzly weather we've been having.
Apparently I actually am feeling the damp weather in my bones. Coming soon: how nothing is like it used to be, how all modern music just sounds like noise, and why I am about to get a blue rinse.
Bananas in pyjamas
Feb. 19th, 2015 08:45 amSo, people of the internet, tell me your thoughts on climbing stairs.
( Step by step, ooh baby )Like a circle in a spiral
Jan. 2nd, 2015 10:58 pmVery slightly over a year ago, I wrote:
So, for 2014: evaluate life. Work out how to fit things in to it. Learn new stuff.
At the end of March, I wrote my first quarterly report on the resolution, which decided that progress was, frankly, not brilliant.
Then I didn't write any more quarterly reports, which may give you a clue how things went overall.
( This might be quite dull )
So, not a success overall, really.
Things to concentrate on this year:
( Find the time )
( Sort my knees out )
Plus, of course, I have a minor resolution of drinking nothing but water in January to raise money for WaterAid.
So, for 2014: evaluate life. Work out how to fit things in to it. Learn new stuff.
At the end of March, I wrote my first quarterly report on the resolution, which decided that progress was, frankly, not brilliant.
Then I didn't write any more quarterly reports, which may give you a clue how things went overall.
( This might be quite dull )
So, not a success overall, really.
Things to concentrate on this year:
( Find the time )
( Sort my knees out )
Plus, of course, I have a minor resolution of drinking nothing but water in January to raise money for WaterAid.
So, I took myself off to the doctor following my cobnuts episode last week.
( Executive summary: don't eat hazelnuts/cobnuts )
Now I just need to work out where I stand on praline :(
( Executive summary: don't eat hazelnuts/cobnuts )
Now I just need to work out where I stand on praline :(
Well. That was unnecessarily exciting.
I, and a couple of colleagues, went shopping at lunchtime. And![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hjalfi bought some cobnuts, to find out what they were like.
So after my lunch, I ate a couple of cobnuts[*]. We hadn't realised that they were solid enough to require nutcrackers, so I cracked mine open with my teeth. And they're quite nice - interesting crunchy, juicy texture and a very mild flavour. I decided I quite liked them.
And then I noticed that the roof of my mouth was tingling. And the insides of my ears. And I thought, gosh. That's not ideal. I won't eat any more.
And a few minutes later I could feel a distinct lump-in-the-throat sensation that hadn't been there before. And was feeling a little breathless, and rather tight and wheezy about the lungs. And a bit dizzy.
Which wasn't great. I had told my colleagues this, so they'd have some idea what was going on if I toppled off my chair. As one of the work first aiders, I know perfectly well that allergic reactions weren't covered in our first aid course ;)
Anyway, about 90 minutes later and I'm back to normal (modulo a residual slightly sore throat, and the generally bizarre feelings you get from trying to over-analyse whether you feel ok or not). So, no harm done.
Using the absolutely-100%-reliable diagnosis-by-internet, I'm considering oral allergy syndrome and have filched an anti-histamine from a colleague. However, I suspect the best course of action from now on is "don't eat cobnuts".
[*] Which the internet tells me are the same as hazelnuts. Except these were the fresh kind, with green leaves still wrapping them.
I, and a couple of colleagues, went shopping at lunchtime. And
hjalfi bought some cobnuts, to find out what they were like.So after my lunch, I ate a couple of cobnuts[*]. We hadn't realised that they were solid enough to require nutcrackers, so I cracked mine open with my teeth. And they're quite nice - interesting crunchy, juicy texture and a very mild flavour. I decided I quite liked them.
And then I noticed that the roof of my mouth was tingling. And the insides of my ears. And I thought, gosh. That's not ideal. I won't eat any more.
And a few minutes later I could feel a distinct lump-in-the-throat sensation that hadn't been there before. And was feeling a little breathless, and rather tight and wheezy about the lungs. And a bit dizzy.
Which wasn't great. I had told my colleagues this, so they'd have some idea what was going on if I toppled off my chair. As one of the work first aiders, I know perfectly well that allergic reactions weren't covered in our first aid course ;)
Anyway, about 90 minutes later and I'm back to normal (modulo a residual slightly sore throat, and the generally bizarre feelings you get from trying to over-analyse whether you feel ok or not). So, no harm done.
Using the absolutely-100%-reliable diagnosis-by-internet, I'm considering oral allergy syndrome and have filched an anti-histamine from a colleague. However, I suspect the best course of action from now on is "don't eat cobnuts".
[*] Which the internet tells me are the same as hazelnuts. Except these were the fresh kind, with green leaves still wrapping them.
All my life, watching America
Sep. 3rd, 2013 10:34 amYesterday, I was reading a blog post by an American mum-of-five, and it was mentioned in passing that one of her daughters was really ill with strep.
Strep, you say?
I'm aware that American kids get strep throat. I'm even vaguely aware that that's short for streptococcus. What I'm not aware of is why us British kids don't get it. Is it one of those bizarre geographically-localised conditions? Is it something they make a fuss about that we don't?
So I took myself off to Wikipedia, and read up on Streptococcal pharyngitis. And it sounded dreadfully familiar. In fact, I had it when I was a kid. Repeatedly.
It's just that we call it by its more generic name of tonsilitis.
So there you go. Maybe you knew that anyway. I didn't, and I shall add a new word to my English/US dictionary (along with the recently-added fava beans, lima beans and garbanzo beans).
Edit for accuracy: it seems the most common cause of tonsilitis is viral, not bacterial. So strep throat is tonsilitis, but tonsilitis is not necessarily strep throat.
Strep, you say?
I'm aware that American kids get strep throat. I'm even vaguely aware that that's short for streptococcus. What I'm not aware of is why us British kids don't get it. Is it one of those bizarre geographically-localised conditions? Is it something they make a fuss about that we don't?
So I took myself off to Wikipedia, and read up on Streptococcal pharyngitis. And it sounded dreadfully familiar. In fact, I had it when I was a kid. Repeatedly.
It's just that we call it by its more generic name of tonsilitis.
So there you go. Maybe you knew that anyway. I didn't, and I shall add a new word to my English/US dictionary (along with the recently-added fava beans, lima beans and garbanzo beans).
Edit for accuracy: it seems the most common cause of tonsilitis is viral, not bacterial. So strep throat is tonsilitis, but tonsilitis is not necessarily strep throat.
I'd like to eat with my baby tonight
Jun. 8th, 2012 11:50 amSo, having got all those bank holidays out the way I figured it was time to give the Hot Yoga another go.
( A different kind of class )
( A different kind of class )
