Monday, 10 November 2008
Kristy's trip to Manchester
Sunday, 19 October 2008
The newly decorated cast...
There's a chance I'll need to get the cast re-done because the bandage under my foot has slipped behind the cast somehow and the cast is cutting into my little toe and the underneath of my foot. I'm going to give it a couple of days, and if it's no better I'll go back to the hospital. As a temporary measure I've shoved a wound dressing there.
As you know, I'm so bloody accident prone. Today whilst at my parents' house, I stood up and fell straight back down after taking one step. Luckily there was a cushion to break my fall onto the floor, but the other ankle and thigh weren't so lucky! I have a sprained right ankle now and a deep cut which is about 7 inches in length down my right thigh...And I ripped my favourite jeans =o(
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
The new cast
My appointment was for 9:50 this morning, and after much prodding, removal of the temporary cast, another x-ray and application of the new cast, I didn't get home till after 2pm. It was so tiring, and the klutz that I am...I had another accident hobbling into the fracture clinic!
It was raining pretty heavily and as I was walking into the entrance, I put my crutch on a wet leaf and fell down. I was so embarrassed and I had to have the second x-ray to check I hadn't done anymore damage. Luckily I hadn't!
I go back in 2 weeks for removal of this cast and another x-ray. Fingers crossed that they give me a pressure boot so I can walk properly and go back to work.
And for the record, I bloody hate crutches! My shoulders are absolute agony, but at least it takes some of the focus off my ankle.
Almost a year to the day
Only I could be this unlucky!
Monday, 13 October 2008
Almost finished!
Sunday, 12 October 2008
The evil that is nicotine...
- My mum has horrible asthma, and seeing her in hospital after never smoking a day in her life makes me sad. I could so easily be there myself in a couple of years and I don't want to be.
- To be more healthy - It's easy enough to say, but I really mean it. When I have kids I want to be running around with them, and wheezing and coughing whilst doing it is not fun. When I play with my neice and nephew it's bad enough!
- Money - I hate talking about the credit crunch and all that jazz since I hear it at work every bloody day, but I want to have nice things and do some home improvements. By Des and I quitting smoking, we'll save around £70 per week, which will make a huge difference.
- Having a nice house and car. You know when you walk into someones house or get into their car and you can tell they're smokers? Yep, that's MY house and car! I try my best to keep on top of it, but it's evident that it's not working since I can even smell it myself!
- To smell nice! This is a big one in my job. As a smoker, I'm conscious that my clothes smell of stale smoke and also I constantly chew gum because I know my breath stinks of cigarettes. It's gross! When I'm working trying to train people, I hate that they have to put up with that! It's embarassing!
Reasons not to quit:
- That cigarette first thing in the morning, even if I'm choking on my own phlegm? Bliss!
- Those cigarettes after a big meal? Bliss!
- That cigarette on a coffee break at work after you've had to tell someone off or even worse, fire them? Bliss!
- The one right after sex?! You guessed it!
So I grabbed the car keys and off to B&Q we went. A few minutes arguing over colours and there we were back home with a tin of white satinwood, 2 tins of magnolia and a tin of alzurian earth.
Even though it was 9pm, I got started straight away. I painted the fireplace and the daedo rails, skirting boards, doors, door frames and picture rails. Oh my god! What a difference! I cannot believe the place was that stained with nicotine! Gah-ross!
I must have painted for 3-4 hours last night, and then as soon as I woke up I was decorating again. So I guess it's been about 17 hours total. We're still not finished on one wall, but we need to remove the TV, Sky box, x-box 360 etc to get to it. That will be done before we head to bed tonight so it's all dry by the morning ready to put the electricals back!
So...to get back to my original point...I'm quitting smoking because my house was an embarassment! I thought I did a good job of cleaning it and wiping everything down each week and whenever else it needed it. I couldn't even tell that the painted wooden stuff was no longer white!
In usual Claire style, I present to you the photographs that make me shudder to look at:

