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I’ve just imported the old blog in to this one…which may or may not have been such a good idea.

Will now spend some time fixing the tags. Bear with me. This may take a while.

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Tags fixed in record time, due to WordPress deciding to only import half of the posts. I know not why, nor do I particularly care to know anymore. If you’re interested, it missed Boro not winning…well, anything really for the past five years, me breaking one bone in my right foot and three in my left, several months of pootling about in plaster casts, potentially me saying Mr Obama would be Mr President, and general moaning about the state of the world. So nothing new there then. You may in fact consider yourselves lucky that you don’t have to sit through it all again. :-p

The foot bone’s connected to the..no…wait…

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It’s been (give or take a day or so) a month since I broke my feet. Who would have thought that breaking four bones in such a small area could cause so much bother? Meh. You live and learn.

Right foot is feeling pretty good . The ankle is still sore, and if I knock the right hand side of the foot (?) it still makes me swear, but apart from that we’re getting there.

Lefty, however, is still fully plastered, and occasionally feels like the front half is falling off. Add to that the cramp I got in my calf muscle the other day, it ain’t so good. Got another 4 weeks before they’ll even consider taking the plaster off, so at least another 4 weeks without driving/playing football/walking up stairs/doing any work worth a damn/having a bath easily. I do wash – just not in the bath, OK?

Daytime television! Oy vey, my eyes, already! Best thing on is “Big Cook, Little Cook”, which my own little(st) cook adores. Those guys are excellent!

1 metartarsal, 2 metatarsal, 3…

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I’m getting a good collection of broken bones now. As previously noted, I’ve broken the 5th metatarsal in my right foot. Today I went to the hospital to get the results of a CT scan on my left foot.

I’ve broken the 2nd metatarsal, the 3rd metatarsal, and also the 4th metatarsal. There are bone fragments floating around in my foot next to the ligaments, and I am now in a full cast and not allowed to put any weight on my left foot. My right foot requires no plaster at all now.

This is good in a way – I now have one working foot! However, I’m glad I moaned at the nurses who insisted I kept my weight OFF my RIGHT foot (which they strapped in a tubular bandage) and gave me a pair of crutches, instructing me to HOP on my LEFT foot. If I’d done that, the breaks would have become worse, and the bone fragments would have caused severe ligament damage.

My initial (untrained, note well) diagnosis was that I’d broken at least two bones and buggered the ligaments in my left foot. The staff at the hospital – until today – thought they knew better.

Next time I’m going private…

No. Wait. Let’s not have a next time, eh?