Ease to Oopsie

My alarm was set for 5am so that I could be ready to leave the house at 5.30am.

Miraculously, I woke at 4.30am and didn’t require the alarm!

It was an uneventful morning. The drive into the bay was smooth with no traffic and we were lucky to catch every green light, which meant that we were right on time to pick up The Gypsy for the drive to the hospital.

A heavy fog settled over the bay, so we had to take it slowly from her place.

We arrived at the hospital right on time, had 5 minutes in the first waiting area, 10 minutes in admin and a further 10 minutes in the second waiting area. 

We parted ways with a warm hug and off she went to be prepped for hip surgery. First surgery of the day!

Outside the hospital, the sun was still rising, there was a lovely chill in the air and it was very very quiet, so instead of calling Adoring Husband, I decided to sit and enjoy the cool silence for ten minutes.

When I felt ready, it took one text and three phone calls to finally connect with him.

He had done a run to Bunnings, topped up the fuel tank in the car, bought a coffee and two loaves of sour dough bread from the bakery and then returned to me.

We then stopped at Oliver’s drive through for coffee and a hash brown for me and we were home just before 8am.

After a short play with Harley, BGWLBH and I decided to set up the string lines on the big cupboard door to hang my old photos. 

Unfortunately, when I walked to my desk for a ruler to measure the distance between hooks, I had a little mishap.

Somehow, my foot got caught on the power cord to the very heavy amethyst crystal lamp, which was sitting on the edge of my desk.

When I say heavy - it probably weighs about 4kgs.

As I turned, I tripped on the cord, pulling the lamp off the desk directly onto my ankle, but at the same time, I was falling heavily to the ground, which was a concrete floor and had absolutely no chance of avoiding the falling lamp.

I yelled as I hit the ground, cursed like a drunken sailor and lay on the floor mentally assessing whether I could feel and/or move various parts of my body.

BGWLBH didn’t actually see what happened because there was a screen standing between us, but she rushed to my assistance when she realised I was in distress.

My left ankle and knee seemed to have taken the brunt of the damage …

With the aid of a chair, I was able to get myself off the floor and walk into the family room to lie down on the chaise lounge, while BGWLBH busied herself making two ice packs for my joints.

As I lay down, I could feel some bruising happening on my upper left thigh.

AH was summoned from the back yard and he rushed inside to assess the situation.

It took around 20-30 minutes for the adrenalin to settle, for my heart rate to calm down and for us all to realise that there were no breaks, sprains or strains.

When all the excitement had settled, I moved back to my work desk and started making jewellery.

I finished the blue extra large bracelet, selected and put into order, the beads and charms for two more bracelets and then made 11 pairs of earrings.

That was when my body began to complain.

My left wrist began to feel sore, all of my joints began to ache and the muscles all over my body began to feel tender, so I moved straight to my recliner and lay back with my feet up.

Right now, lying in my bed at 10pm, I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus!

Ugh 😩

The Gypsy came through her surgery beautifully and within 3 hours, they had her standing up and walking on her hip with a walker and the assistance of two male nurses.

Impressive.

Now I think I shall fall asleep to the sound of racquet on ball at Roland Garros.

Nite all.