A Saturday in August...
Saturday, 17 August 2013 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
byslantedlightHello lj - it's been aaaages (again). Just when I thought marking was all over, extra was sprung on me (as I moaned previously) and when that was finally over I was off into surgery to have my knee peered at from the inside (and all it's metal taken out - well, except for one screw that apparently goes through a tendon which they didn't want to muck about with). And of course I should have taken more time off work for it, but you don't really want to do that when you're self-employed, so I've been trying to do that too... and I've been sleepier for far longer than I expected. Have only just stopped needing to nap several times a day, really...
They also said I'd be able to drive "maybe not the day after, but the day after that..." - hah! to that consultant, cos no... So sleepy and achey and trapped - and I still can't do more than hobble up and downstairs one step at a time... I can walk without crutches though, and - luckily - I can drive too. Well, I could the other day when I tried it - it's my clutch leg, and I can actually do that movement okay, I just can't lift it to get into the car, so I'm anticipating many worried looks. Because...
...today I'm going to see aeroplanes! *vbg* And a scramble to Spitfires, and all sorts of WWII things, at A Musical Salute the Few.
It's the first thing I've had in my diary for aaaaages, and guess what?
It's scheduled to rain. Pretty much as soon as the gates open, through most of the event. The picnic event. The outdoors, picnic event, at which there are supposed to be planes flying. The kind that don't like to fly in the wet.
Waaaaah!
Stoopid rain. Stoopid leg. Stoopid... Well. On the other hand. Planes! And of course, the story's gonna be narrated by someone we quite like, as an actor... *g* And there will be good company, who I'm picking up on the way, and treat-type snacks from M&S, and cool 1940s music, and... It's gonna be good. It is, rain be damned! (Well, as long as I can keep the dressing that goes over my staples (okay "clips", but they look like staples) dry). *g*
Right - off! I hope you've got cool things to do today, and that everything has been going well and all that? *waves* *g*
They also said I'd be able to drive "maybe not the day after, but the day after that..." - hah! to that consultant, cos no... So sleepy and achey and trapped - and I still can't do more than hobble up and downstairs one step at a time... I can walk without crutches though, and - luckily - I can drive too. Well, I could the other day when I tried it - it's my clutch leg, and I can actually do that movement okay, I just can't lift it to get into the car, so I'm anticipating many worried looks. Because...
...today I'm going to see aeroplanes! *vbg* And a scramble to Spitfires, and all sorts of WWII things, at A Musical Salute the Few.
It's the first thing I've had in my diary for aaaaages, and guess what?
It's scheduled to rain. Pretty much as soon as the gates open, through most of the event. The picnic event. The outdoors, picnic event, at which there are supposed to be planes flying. The kind that don't like to fly in the wet.
Waaaaah!
Stoopid rain. Stoopid leg. Stoopid... Well. On the other hand. Planes! And of course, the story's gonna be narrated by someone we quite like, as an actor... *g* And there will be good company, who I'm picking up on the way, and treat-type snacks from M&S, and cool 1940s music, and... It's gonna be good. It is, rain be damned! (Well, as long as I can keep the dressing that goes over my staples (okay "clips", but they look like staples) dry). *g*
Right - off! I hope you've got cool things to do today, and that everything has been going well and all that? *waves* *g*
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