Sparkly!

We’re back in Cambuslang, and the World Cup in Qatar is in full swing, which means that James and Ally have been watching football all afternoon and now into the evening. I am sort of half watching it, while also footering about on the internet looking at the Black Friday sales. We are just finishing a curry and it’s a pleasant way to spend a rainy evening. 

Yesterday we went to the fracture clinic at Hairmyres. My cast from Raigmore Hospital had become very loose, probably because my arm was swollen when it was put on. James insisted on staying with me and was rewarded when the nurse produced an alarming looking but efficient machine, a cross between a circular saw and a vacuum cleaner, which removed my plaster with minimal dust. James (like our friend Hugh!) loves a useful machine so he was fascinated by its workings. The nurse asked me if I like glitter - I confirmed that I do indeed. So, with my permission, she efficiently re-plastered my arm with a Christmas themed cast, consisting of little Santas and snowflakes on a blue background. Then while it was still wet she sprinkled lots of glitter on it. I love it, although I suspect that she was keen to use up the Christmas stuff, which is sent to the hospital each year by their suppliers. An x ray then showed that my bones are in the correct place which was reassuring. The cast feels much more supportive than the previous one, and the nurse said that the pain is usually gone by about the four week mark. I’m only two weeks in, but I think it’s getting a bit better already. 

Home we went, doing a few errands on the way including dropping off Jamie’s Christmas parcel to an Evri drop off point. I just wish that I had faith that it will get there! I don’t feel very optimistic given Evri’s lack of reliability so far.