Leg update - featuring Rihanna
Jan. 14th, 2024 03:52 pmSo one thing I forgot to mention last time was that one of the things I did over Christmas was start sleeping outside the moonboot. It was the thing that scared me the most because I windmill in my sleep, apparently pretty much constantly (there have been complaints), and while I was confident in my ability not to do anything stupid while awake, asleep was a whole other deal.
I was right to be concerned, about once every 3 days I wake up with a slightly sore ankle due to goodness knows what in my sleep. On the other hand, I'm sleeping a lot better these days so ... it all works out.
I figured I ought to get used to it because my lovely physio was determined to take the moonboot off me after Christmas, and she duly has. I'm down to just crutches for "long" distances (where long is unfortunately >10 minutes) but on crutches I'm only about two minutes slower per 20 than I am on foot.
I've been in the office once since that, and got back on the train on my own so it's definitely getting there.
I'm in the office twice next week, still can't get into the new building and boss is getting miffed on my behalf (and colleague who has just undergone a joint replacement and will be in the same limpy boat as me). I have tried raising it with the DEI team who went with "speak to H&S" who have done f. all in the four months. I have been told there are evac chairs but a team mate has checked and there aren't. It's not the not doing I mind as much as the lying. I really don't like being lied to.
On the day I was in, not-boss who I have spoken to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ioplokon about said "it doesn't normally take that long for a small bone to heal", and it's like "dude, I know." I am once again in the awkward frustrated phase but have permission to go en garde so that plus a 30 min walk is this Thursday's plan.
Which brings us to Rihanna. You are looking at someone who just did her first stompy dance (plus sprinkler hand dance) to Disturbia and whose leg is sore but not painful after this. Progress indeed. I've also had my first two coffees since the break last Saturday and today so I'm back at the stage where coffee makes me feel like I can conquer the world.
I was right to be concerned, about once every 3 days I wake up with a slightly sore ankle due to goodness knows what in my sleep. On the other hand, I'm sleeping a lot better these days so ... it all works out.
I figured I ought to get used to it because my lovely physio was determined to take the moonboot off me after Christmas, and she duly has. I'm down to just crutches for "long" distances (where long is unfortunately >10 minutes) but on crutches I'm only about two minutes slower per 20 than I am on foot.
I've been in the office once since that, and got back on the train on my own so it's definitely getting there.
I'm in the office twice next week, still can't get into the new building and boss is getting miffed on my behalf (and colleague who has just undergone a joint replacement and will be in the same limpy boat as me). I have tried raising it with the DEI team who went with "speak to H&S" who have done f. all in the four months. I have been told there are evac chairs but a team mate has checked and there aren't. It's not the not doing I mind as much as the lying. I really don't like being lied to.
On the day I was in, not-boss who I have spoken to
ioplokon about said "it doesn't normally take that long for a small bone to heal", and it's like "dude, I know." I am once again in the awkward frustrated phase but have permission to go en garde so that plus a 30 min walk is this Thursday's plan.Which brings us to Rihanna. You are looking at someone who just did her first stompy dance (plus sprinkler hand dance) to Disturbia and whose leg is sore but not painful after this. Progress indeed. I've also had my first two coffees since the break last Saturday and today so I'm back at the stage where coffee makes me feel like I can conquer the world.
