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Well, that day didn't go to plan.

I use my teeth. I reckon that if I’m a little light on the first bite then I’ll balance things with the other half
 
That is indeed a daunting recovery period, but it's good that the op was a success.

I'm sure you'll find things to keep you busy.
 
............ At our age no fall is a good fall. .............

Just talking to our local chandler to order dog food yesterday and he was telling that me one of his customers, a retired farmer, fit as a fiddle was fixing his greenhouse roof, fell off the steps and broke his neck which was how his son found him later, too late of course.

It only takes a split second, but you have to live your life just stop your mind thinking that a 70+ year old body isn't still 30. 😉
 
What am I missing here Bob, why would a chandler be selling dog food...?
HA HA sorry about that Mark, he was having a moan about Chandlers the machinery supply people and I had a mind melt when I typed the post.

I don't know what to call his business tbh, he's a sole trader, the premises and grounds are very badly neglected but extensive. It's more like a large scrapyard and he has several old tractors and cars sitting around rotting but won't sell then on. He supplies our brand of dried dog food, chicken food and just about any agricultural supplies you can think of, he also does extensive repairs and welding.

No family apart from a failing mother in her late eighties, not interested in money but worth a fortune in fact the land alone for housing would be worth millions. He's a very strange bloke but someone I get on well with which possibly says a lot about me. ;)
 
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A little late with my well wishes, but very best wishes for a speedy recovery and hope the pain is subsiding. As I have also found out (I will say more in my dining chairs thread), it comes as a shock to find you are neither immortal nor invincible. Also you get put in your place by the roll of the dice of life and nature. Take the time to recover.
 
you are at it again Bob. Sloe trader? as in the fruit of the blackthorn? :)
Yebbut that's fat fingers and the fact I'm too lazy to reach for reading glasses Andy. Don't worry you'll get to this state in the not too distant future. :ROFLMAO:

Thinking about it he could easily sell sloes and brambles as the grounds are overun with the things. He has a huge agricultural shed stuffed to the brim but disorganised, holes in the roof and walls with ivy growing through, you wouldn't believe it could be true. A legit VAT registered business working on low profit margins, no computer or mobile 'phone and he doesn't answer the landline. He doesn't like cash much either, doesn't accept card just cheques but luckily I can pay via bank transfer.

Does his shopping at Lidl and buys the cheapest bottom shelf everything. He's an expert on horse racing but never places a bet. Weird. :rolleyes:
 
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Oh Mike, we have been there, that happend to Iona.
It is hard, but remember the good times, the fun she had with you.
I will miss her too, she was always very pleased to see me when called over.
 
Sorry to hear that Mike. 14-5 is a very good innings for a dog
 
Sorry to hear that Mike :cry: I know you've been half expecting it but that doesn't make it any easier.
 
Yebbut that's fat fingers and the fact I'm too lazy to reach for reading glasses Andy. Don't worry you'll get to this state in the not too distant future. :ROFLMAO:

Thinking about it he could easily sell sloes and barmble as the grounds are overun with the things. He has a huge agricultural shed stuffed to the brim but disorganised, holes in the roof and walls with ivy growing through, you wouldn't believe it could be true. A legit VAT registered business working on low profit margins, no computer or mobile 'phone and he doesn't answer the landline. He doesn't like cash much either, doesn't accept card just cheques but luckily I can pay via bank transfer.

Does his shopping at Lidl and buys the cheapest bottom shelf everything. He's an expert on horse racing but never places a bet. Weird. :rolleyes:
Sounds a bit like a lady shop owner I know in a small Cotswold village. She's fairly wealthy and runs a home furnishings shop out of a barn in the village for fun, gives her something to do. Funny thing is though, she only lets in people she likes, and to get on that list you basically have to be nominated by someone she already knows!

She isn't as fussy with the money etc, but it's funny seeing visitors to the village knock on the door and get snootily turned away from the 'private shop'! 🤣
 
Sounds a bit like a lady shop owner I know in a small Cotswold village. She's fairly wealthy and runs a home furnishings shop out of a barn in the village for fun, gives her something to do. Funny thing is though, she only lets in people she likes, and to get on that list you basically have to be nominated by someone she already knows!

She isn't as fussy with the money etc, but it's funny seeing visitors to the village knock on the door and get snootily turned away from the 'private shop'! 🤣
My kind of gal Mark. :ROFLMAO:
I was a bit like that with my business and certainly wouldn't accept work from anyone I didn't like and who wasn't personally recommended. Luckily I had plenty to be able to pick and choose but I'd have made a great deal more money if I wasn't so picky.
 
Seconded. My bete noir was Naproxen. Chronic Kidney Disease Stage 3, function down to 50-odd %. I did recover, but it was unnecessary - poor medical monitoring.

My filtration was down to 30%, CKD3b, that is when I was referred to a Nephrologist.
It dropped in 2016.
Through diet and avoiding certain drugs it now hovers between 40% and 50%
I drank Arthrexin for 20 years and that stuffed up the kidneys.

Some sites that I belong to, for information.



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Sorry about the loss of your four-legged companion, Mike. It's the sort of hurt no medication can temper.
 
Hi Mike, just checking in. How are you recovering from the injury? (That unplanned fall..). Remember my braai proposal as summer is approaching the UK and you still cannot ride your bike. Regards from a serious hot UAE.
 
Hi Mike, just checking in. How are you recovering from the injury? (That unplanned fall..). Remember my braai proposal as summer is approaching the UK and you still cannot ride your bike. Regards from a serious hot UAE.
Erm....I don't know. I'm in plaster, and have no idea what is going on with the injury or wound. In 10 days the plaster comes off and the stitches come out, which gives the surgeon his first view of progress. If all is well, I go back into plaster for another 3 weeks. It is far-and-away the most tedious and boring time of my adult life.
 
It’s a long time to be not doing anything Mike, I got stick of my legbrace mostly because I couldn’t bend my knee.

I am dropping the wife off at the hospital tomorrow to have her flat foot reconstructed, so I will be busy looking after her for a couple of months.
She doesn’t like sitting still so it’s going to be up to me to stop her doing things.


Pete
 
Hi Mike

How is the recovery going?

Pete
Thanks for asking, Pete.

I have to say, I'm finding it really hard. If I were the sort of person prone to depression, I would be really struggling. Waking up and knowing you've got nothing to do all day, the same as the last 6 weeks, and the same as the next 3 or 4 weeks, is mentally tough. I fill my days with time-occupying activites, and wait for bed. My wife takes me out here and there to break the monotony, but we've nothing much to talk about as I've done nothing at all with my time.

I have had the stitches out, and all looks well with the wound. I was then put straight back into plaster (well, a resin cast). Nothing has changed from that point of view, other than this plaster is rubbing and will need adjusting. In a couple of weeks, I go into a boot, which will at least allow me to stand. I'll still be on crutches. It feels endless.
 
Thanks for asking, Pete.

I have to say, I'm finding it really hard. If I were the sort of person prone to depression, I would be really struggling. Waking up and knowing you've got nothing to do all day, the same as the last 6 weeks, and the same as the next 3 or 4 weeks, is mentally tough. I fill my days with time-occupying activites, and wait for bed. My wife takes me out here and there to break the monotony, but we've nothing much to talk about as I've done nothing at all with my time.

I have had the stitches out, and all looks well with the wound. I was then put straight back into plaster (well, a resin cast). Nothing has changed from that point of view, other than this plaster is rubbing and will need adjusting. In a couple of weeks, I go into a boot, which will at least allow me to stand. I'll still be on crutches. It feels endless.
Are you a TV show kind of guy Mike or not?
 
Thanks for asking, Pete.

I have to say, I'm finding it really hard. If I were the sort of person prone to depression, I would be really struggling. Waking up and knowing you've got nothing to do all day, the same as the last 6 weeks, and the same as the next 3 or 4 weeks, is mentally tough. I fill my days with time-occupying activites, and wait for bed. My wife takes me out here and there to break the monotony, but we've nothing much to talk about as I've done nothing at all with my time.

I have had the stitches out, and all looks well with the wound. I was then put straight back into plaster (well, a resin cast). Nothing has changed from that point of view, other than this plaster is rubbing and will need adjusting. In a couple of weeks, I go into a boot, which will at least allow me to stand. I'll still be on crutches. It feels endless.
We both have been laid up for periods of time it’s not the easiest thing to do the boredom and frustration can be crushing, just think every day is one less day, that helped me, and taking the leg brace off a week early.


My wife is two weeks into her recovery from foot surgery and is absolutely hating it, we go back to the hospital for a checkup on Friday, she is in a boot and crutches and struggling getting about, she hasn’t got the best sense of balance. The physiotherapist said she could go up and down the stairs with them but I know she would not be safe doing that.


Pete
 
When my hamstring was fixed a long time ago I resolved to (re)learning German. I lived there as a child, but neglected it so much I was not longer fluent by any measure. But in the end I just learned another programming language (switched from perl to python). At least it gave me something to do that proved useful later in life.
 
Can you get you legs under a small bench or even a table and do some relief carving while still sitting?
I can't Andy. The problem is I have to keep my foot raised. My toes get swollen and purple within a few minutes of having the foot down.
 
Are you a TV show kind of guy Mike or not?
No, Mark, not really. I'm watching a Netflix thing on the Tour de France, but I generally have a low tolerance for the sort of crap which predominates these days. Why, have you got something in mind?
 
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