We went for a six mile walk with the dogs on Easter Sunday and I managed to fall.
Yes, Borge laughed his head off, couldn't stop in fact. I got home covered in mud, scratches, bruises and in pain. Fast forward 24 hours and a swollen hand, hubby took me to A & E and it turned out I had broken my hand, it's a bit of a mess, all colours of the rainbow, they couldn't cast it immediately because of the swelling so it's been done today into a nice navy blue colour, that matches most of what I wear. It's there for four weeks until a change and then another two weeks. The hospital staff were brilliant, did everything really quickly as it is pretty painful. No driving, no lifting, don't get it wet. Ah well, I knew exercise wasn't good for you ;)
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