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Day 2

Friday 19.09.25
Day 2

Surprisingly I had a good night’s sleep! Or not surprisingly, as I was completely zonked out with medication. On waking it was all about remembering what had happened. I was really hoping it was not that bad, and it was just a bruise, but no, I was helped out of bed, and it was still really painful to walk.

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First thing to manage after needing help to dress was breakfast. Ok, so I was loaned a wheelchair, but being Mrs independent I was loathe to use it. Not because I thought it was beneath me- pardon the pun- but because I thought the more, I tried to walk, the quicker I would heal.

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The ride in the lift was intense, they were always full, and I was really afraid that someone would bump into me, but all was ok. Then came the long walk to the restaurant. I was supported all the way, but my body felt really heavy and the pain was all across my lower back. We managed breakfast, but I felt helpless, I couldn’t get anything for myself at all and could hardly pick up a cup. Needless to say, I had no appetite.

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Getting back to the cabin was just like walking a pilgrimage, what a walk that was!! I just made it inside the door, when I burst into tears of frustration and sadness. All the things I couldn’t do went through my head in a matter of seconds- I won’t be able to drive, to go out with friends, walk in the woods, practice Tai Chi or Yoga and worst of all, look after my beloved grandchildren, especially as I have my little granddaughter on a Friday, and she is Nana’s shadow.  

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I wondered, what life would look like? I wasn’t too bothered about work; yes, I felt the guilt of not being able to complete reports and contracts on time, and as I’m self-employed my income would be zilch, yet these thoughts were fleeting. I’ve heard lots of people say that everything is put into perspective following an accident, and I completely see how that happens.

Top Tip:    

I know that ice is good to reduce swelling, but I really felt the need for heat, and had no deep heat or hot water bottle.  

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Improvisation: Paul my husband, emptied one of the aluminium water bottles that are sold in the bars and poured hot water into it (we had a kettle in the cabin). He then wrapped a towel around it and taped it in place (he’s a fisherman- always carries strange things). That stayed warm and on my back for most of the evening and night. It also acted as a wedge to stop me rolling over onto my back.