Apparently, I’m suffering "temporary partial disablement". Or so my insurers say (so, hopefully, they will pay up).
As a sufferer, I can report the following:
- it hurts
- one becomes the centre of conversation
- going to the loo becomes a challenge
- climbing stairs becomes even more of a challenge
- going to the loo or climbing stairs on a cross-Channel ferry is even more of a challenge. I’d hate to be a one-legged pirate
- the cat still wants to sit on you
- small children (well, our small child at least) suddenly become remarkably understanding and helpful. It’ll never last
- your bum gets numb from all the sitting around
- it is very easy to get bored or frustrated; or bored AND frustrated
- it hurts to carry a cast about
- you become very reliant on people around you. Thank goodness for Hels
- you tend to blog more frequently