Back to A & E

Imagine my surprise yesterday when I got a letter from my local hospital to say that they had taken another look at the X Ray if my ankle and wanted me to come back in. Unwilling to take time off work (especially because I have a hospital appointment about my eye coming up which I can't arrange out with school hours) I have just spent an interesting Friday evening back at Accident and Emergency!

I had to wait for three and a half hours this time, but I wasn't surprised because I know that Friday evenings are busy. I settled down in the waiting room and read my Kindle peacefully. I was diverted, from time to time, by the interesting variety of other patients of all shapes and sizes. There was a wee girl who was in tears after a bad fall at gymnastics. There was a young man who was brought in wearing handcuffs and escorted by two police officers, who had a tight grip on his arms - he looked as if he had taken a terrible beating. Eventually I was taken through to the minor injuries clinic and sure enough my ankle is fractured after all. How annoying. I'm to wear a walking boot and it should heal ok in a few weeks because the bone hasn't moved. That means I have broken both ankles in the last 12 months. The sooner I get the vision fixed in my left eye the better, I'm sure that's why I'm falling so often.