A New Day

Yesterday was a bad bad day that culminated in bawling my eyes out down the phone to Dragon. I think I just needed a good cry and someone to talk to because by the end of the call, I was a lot calmer.

I was tired, I was PMSing, my hurty bits had hurty bits. It started with another hellish appt at the hospital. old boneshaker bus that had me feeling sick from pain by the time we got to hospital… and there was a 90 minute waiting list, standing room only. Spent those 90 minutes waiting for an x-ray… then another hour waiting AFTER the x-ray.

Found out that the radius was cracked all the way through, there was a bumpy bit that ‘shouldn’t be there’ and that i’m not healing as quickly as hoped. If i’d been with it i would have thought to have asked what the hell that means – i have it written down for next time. No new cast, back in 3 weeks for another x-ray. gonna go insaaaane!

Today is starting off better. Dreams about Riley… and a lot more NC-17 than recent dreams about Christian Kane! There was a quicky in the toilet then went back to a hotel room. Boy was a bloody good kisser, a skilled lover and petrified of Kaniacs!
(Also, why do my dreams about Riley always involve making out in a toilet?!)

I feel a lot calmer. My wrist is aching and my hips are hurting but I don’t feel like biting anyone’s head off. I might wander over the corner shop for a Yorkie and a Pepsi, see if that stretches my legs out… I think one of my main problems is that I’m utterly housebound.. with my wrist in a cast, I can’t use my crutches. I can’t go anywhere/do anything

*insert happy thoughts here*

Family Ties

One of the worst things about being stuck on mum’s couch is that she watches soap operas. She loves Coronation Street and Eastenders. And sitting here while it’s on, I end up watching it. The cot death/babysnatch storyline with Kat and Ronnie kinda has me in tears. I feel so sorry for Kat thinking her baby’s dead and Ronnie slowly falling apart over what she’s done. But it occurred to me the other day that if baby James Branning was actually still alive, he’d have a very confusing family because his cousin Amy is also his half-sister.

Yup, first Jack got Roxy pregnant and they had a little girl called Amy.
Then, Jack got Ronnie pregnant and they had a little boy called James.
Now, Ronnie & Roxy being sisters, would make Amy & James cousins but they also have the same father, making them half-siblings…

… And I thought my family was confusing!

Short Hair Is Short

Its the shortest my hair has been! Gonna have to be careful as it grows out that it doesnt become a mullet or a mushroom. Been playing around and I’m gonna be able to spike it or have a faux hawk, loads of cool shit

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I’m all for trying new things….

It’s been an interesting start to 2011.

Tuesday was supposed to have been my first day at a new job.
Instead it turned into first trip in an ambulance, first broken bone and first plaster cast. I discovered the hard way that the street outside my door had a layer of ice on it by taking two steps, slipping over and landing on my left arm. I literally couldn’t get up off the ground without passing out from pain and was in tears so I called 999. The paramedics gave me gas and air which was great and them I spent hours waiting round to be x-rayed. I could only be given a temporary half-cast because of how swollen my wrist was so I was given an appointment for Wednesday for the fracture clinic.

Wednesday brought another first – first bus ride since… ooh since I left college like 12/13 years ago. It also reminded me how much I hate public transport and ugh those buses were from the arc! Total bone-rattlers that had me in tears. My appointment was 11:30 and I finally got seen at 14:00! The place was heaving. The receptionist said 60 people were referred from A & E the day before, all having fallen over on the ice!
The orthopaedic doctor looks at my x-ray (and I got to see it too) and told me my wrist wasn’t fractured like I’d been told but that it was actually broken. It was still too swollen so I have to go back next Tuesday for another exam, another set of x-rays and hopefully to have the cast fitted.

My awesome friends of awesome reasserted their awesomeness though. My friend WinchesterWench tweeted Riley Smith saying “Hey @Riley_Smith, a big fan of yours, @BADFalcon, fractured her wrist today, can you send her some love?”
And a few hours later I get a “get well soon” from Riley
♥

I can also feel a rambling Riley fangirl post coming on but it might take me a while because this typing one handed business is HARD!