I had another little injury on the Wednesday of last week which turned into a somewhat bigger injury on Friday afternoon.
I’d caught a rather nasty graze from some concrete in another incident along Kingsford Smith Drive on the Wednesday, which come Friday had started to turn red and hurt lots and lots. I ended up seeing the same doctor I’d seen after I had my last accident, and he wasn’t impressed at all that I’d managed to damage myself again. Nevertheless he patched me up and sent me on my way with a prescription for antibiotics and a rather expensive bandage.
This put a damper on the weekend, which ended up pretty tame overall. I didn’t much feel like going anywhere because every time I moved the wrong way my leg would flare up angrily and make all kinds of pain happen.
So I bought some computer bits, replaced my keyboard on warranty, ate ice cream, and played computer games with Jeremy for hours on end.
It wasn’t bad, but I am highly disappointed with myself and really just want to get better so I can feel reasonable, and get on with life. Until then I reserve the right to be grumpy and complain, which should be noted, I generally tend to do anyway.