So this morning I finished filling out the long and minutely detailed pre-admission form for the hospital and popped it in the envelope.
Then I paid the anaesthetist and read the info she sent me. Amongst the advice was 30 minutes plus of moderate intensity exercise per day in the lead up to the operation would aid recovery.
Righto I thought, I'll take the dogs and myself for a walk, and post the form in a letterbox while I'm out.
I walked down the street, through the park, and on a rough bit of ground rolled my ankle and promptly fell over, grazing and cutting my arm & leg on the gravel. I lay on the ground, not a soul in sight, writhing in that particular rolled ankle agony, tangled in dogs and leads. FFS the last time I did this was eight years ago!
Amongst the many questions on the form were 'have you had any falls in the last six months' and 'do you have any broken skin or wounds'. I had happily ticked no...
You just wouldn't credit it eh?! I feel like I can't take a bloody trick at the moment. Exercise can be dangerous! Garrggh!! :#