Sunday, April 06, 2014

2014 Q1 Review

Well, gentle reader, as you will no doubt have realised, I have not been blogging at all much recently. It's been a strange combination of being too busy, yet not feeling that I've had anything really interesting to blog about. If you asked me in person whether I thought I had an interesting life, I'd answer in the affirmative. I'm constantly doing things outside of work that I'm happy to be doing, even if I'm struggling with them. I'm getting out and enjoying life. Yet, I just can't seem to find anything that I want to write about.

So, instead, I'll write about what's changed in my life over the last few months. It may only be the beginning of April, but there's a part of my brain that's just going, "Has three months of 2014 really gone by? How?" I'm not sure how, why I don't feel as if I've done that much, but, obviously, the calendar and the lengthening spring days tell me that it must be true.

2014 is supposed to be a better year for me. Or, more precisely, the Year of the Horse is meant to be better for those of us born in my year. Of course, for me, that means each and every one of my close female friends should be experiencing the same uplift in fortunes, but, as with all horoscopes, that simply isn't possible. On the other hand, I suppose you could point out that as long as I don't have to undergo surgery this year, it'll definitely beat last year. Set the bar low, I always say.

Without further ado, let me move on to the main sections of my life and just sum things up. Otherwise, I risk boring you and myself, and goodness knows that'll mean I'll be blogging even less regularly than I am now.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Happy New Year, somewhat belatedly.

I hope 2014 has been kind and gentle to you all so far, and that, if it hasn't, that it only gets better from here on.

I had what both my surgeon and I hoped would be my last consultation this evening, but, as it turns out, given the slow progress of my legs, it wasn't, and I still have another six to eight weeks of physiotherapy to go. As he said, while he was hoping he would be able to discharge me by now, there was plenty of evidence from the surgery that it wouldn't necessarily be the case, and there could be any number of reasons for my somewhat slow recovery.

Sunday, December 08, 2013

Goodbye Crutches

I have been crutch-free for three - yes, three - days now. I've had thoroughly full days on each and every one of those days, and though my legs have been feeling shaky and I still lose my balance every now and then, it's a glorious feeling to not be relying on a stick anymore, even if my reliance had dwindled down to 5% or 10% of the time. 

To be perfectly honest, it's not even the support the crutch afforded me which was why I kept it for so long... it's the way it acts as a signal to other people, informing them that you're injured so that they offer you a seat or are more patient when you take longer to alight from the bus. And that's what I miss the most. 

Friday, November 29, 2013

Returning to life as I used to know it

Last week heralded the start of a new phase in the recovery process: returning to the office.

On the Friday before my last week of working from home (as mandated in my sick note), my surgeon decided that he'd rather have me working three days in the office, and two days from home, so as to give my legs the opportunity to build up their strength as opposed to plunging straight back in. He also asked that I work phased hours so as to avoid peak traffic.

I was very worried about how the discussion with my manager and HR would go, so I gave my surgeon permission to include some personal information in the fit note - mainly the part about how phasing my return to the office would minimise the chances of my requiring further major surgery - and hoped for the best.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013


I've had two sessions of physiotherapy so far. I really wasn't too sure what to expect for the first session, not having done too much other than yoga and the post-op exercises over the five weeks since I had my surgery. I didn't even think to bring shorts to my first session, although I was wearing trackies that I could roll up above my knee, so that wasn't too bad.