Flip side of the coin

Returning to Gib is truly like entering a different world as we queue up (15 mins so not bad) to cross the frontier.

So this is the comparison to The Vegman Cometh.

Tooooo many nice people keep asking about The Ankle and I said I’d add a brief update.

I was sort of dismissed by physio. ‘Community can come and see you about the stairs again.’ No mention of a further appointment at the hospital.

But going there to show that I could do the exercises I’d been given, go up and down three mock-up stairs in the gym, answer some ‘how are you feeling’ questions didn’t strike me as a good use of time either. I also needed to make my own way to hospital for future appointments, no more patient transport for me. If I could do that, I would hardly need physio would I?

Community rang about the stairs. I didn’t answer the ‘phone. Partner did and said I could manage, ‘No need for you to visit’. Whereupon physio fell off the face of the earth. That was three or four months ago.

So, what can I do?

  • Limp around the flat and the finca.
  • Walk very short distances outside to get into the Land Rover.
  • A planned hike down to the village in Spain didn’t happen, although I’m sure I could do it. On the right day.
  • I can get in the shower so long as I don’t move around.
  • I can walk up steps not badly, down is harder.

What can’t I do?
Ha! Just ha!

  • Kneel down, bend down, hop, stand on the bad leg for more than two seconds … etc
  • Walk without a limp.
  • Walk downstairs properly, it’s still one foot then the other onto the same step.
  • Climb a stepladder.
  • Walk outside without crutches—sheer fear—my balance is terrible and I need the crutches for visibility and to whack people.

There is probably more, (eg run, jump, cycle, swim, skip, walk a dog) but that will do as a summary.

Just to remind you all, I had a bi-malleolar fracture, which means both the tibia and fibula were broken. It was unstable and dislocated. To add insult to injury, my surgeon moaned about my terrible bones and then added fragile skin to the list.

I was put in plaster immediately (to align the dislocation) to await surgery the following day. And then the fracture blisters appeared. Two weeks peri-op. Post-op, six weeks non-weightbearing, and another week before physio. Nine weeks inactivity. Don’t forget the damaged left wrist and right ankle during the fall, nothing major, just not much use in the walking scheme of things ie crutches. And the twisted knee I cleverly managed a few weeks back which is still playing up.

Ankle breaks/fractures (same thing) come in many guises. I had a plaster, no surgery, for my first broken ankle, forty something years ago. I had surgery and plaster for a ripped ligament, thirty something years ago. I had plasters for other sprained ankles. A broken ankle isn’t standard. Simple as that.

[All photos captioned]

Thank you all very much for your good wishes and continued requests about my health. You may wish to pace yourself for the long term however:

    ‘studies have shown that people can still be recovering up to 2 years after their ankle fractures.’

Here are some nice X-ray piccies, not mine sadly, (I’ve not seen mine), showing how the pins and plates are inserted in the ankle:

From OrthoInfo

As a slight sidetrack, searching on the internet for broken ankle info is amazing. It seems that

    a) half the world has broken their ankle,
    b) people can’t believe the pain it can cause, and
    c) it’s only after breaking an ankle and being rendered immobile that we all recognise how essential and fragile our balance and mobility are.

From one fall to another

But speaking of falls, here’s another Gibtale. One of our older neighbours was recently widowed and has a small Yorkie. She (the woman not the dog as he is a boy) is always impeccably dressed—pearls for church sort of thing—but pretty fragile, so she doesn’t walk the dog very far.

The other night we had a lateish ‘phone call from our neighbour opposite. Apparently the woman had fallen and could Partner possibly take her Yorkie out in the morning? I rang her, we agreed on a time (she’s up early like us), and then I rang the other neighbour back to say it was sorted. The next morning, after walking Big Dog and Little Dog, Partner went round to see her. Dog duly leaded up and off they went. Yorkie was initially wary, and then quite excited as he got a longer walk at a faster pace.

‘I’m not doing it all day,’ says Partner to me, and promptly commits to four walks a day. On top of walking our two, four or five times a day each.

I gave him a sheet of paper to give to her with our ‘phone numbers on to save hassling our other neighbour. When Partner returned from the second dog walk yesterday, there was a neat little card in a bank change bag with her ‘phone numbers, and …

‘There’s money in there,’ he said to her. ‘I don’t need money.’

‘No, no, it’s just my ‘phone numbers.’

‘Thank you,’ he said, and took the card and the enclosed five pound note, that was perfectly visible.

And then she added, ‘Buy yourself a beer.’ Actually it will buy a six pack of San Miguel.

Dog walking is a lucrative business. We know one woman who comes in from Spain and charges £10 per dog walk. There is a slight discount if you have two.

The point is, if you are immobile, you are totally stuffed. Your dogs don’t need a long walk, it’s the frequency that counts. Our neighbour would have to look at paying £30 or £40 a day for what takes no more than two hours. Cash.

In the evening, he came back with some treats for our dogs. The point is, that it’s not about the money. It’s about helping a neighbour, who lives on her own, doesn’t mix closely with a lot of people, her daughter lives in Spain, and her options were very limited. We’d hate to see her have her dog put down because there was no-one to walk it. Old age and falls come to us all.

Maybe she should ask somebody from the Catholic Church? Maybe she doesn’t want. She comes from an old monied family in Gib, and isn’t in the habit of letting people lightly into her home. Just like our neighbours opposite. Like many Gibraltarians she spent time in the UK (London), in her case teaching. Her husband was British. Perhaps she can feel comfortable asking some eccentric British couple around the corner for help. And as in Spain, our (older) neighbours are part of our life.

Just as well he’s not working. Although, he has been to price some large jobs.

More importantly, he’s done some small jobs, ie MY flat.

He was surprised to return from a dog walk to discover I’d mopped part of the flat by 7am. Most of the rest of the living area was done that day, the moving furniture sort of sweep and mop job, and the next day involved pulling out the cooker. And blissikins. He decided to paint the entrance area and kitchen part of the flat. I’m the only person living in the block married to a professional decorator, the only person who gets everyone knocking on my door, and the one with the worst entrance area. Was, I might add. I can open the door with the light on now. Well, I could if I didn’t have a Podenco eager to charge out and meet and greet and BARK.

What else does Giblife mean? Cleaning the block. Neighbours complaining about The Vamp, tax return, annual accounts for the block, board papers. No wonder Spanish life is so good, trouble is, it doesn’t pull in any money … It’s as though time is suspended there, whereas here, busy, busy, busy.

For some of us, although maybe not all.

And we all need to eat.

Seitan in the dish, mushrooms, add to veg and steamed rice for a light supper
Seitan in the dish, mushrooms, add to veg and steamed rice for a light supper

Post Script

Why didn’t I use that header photo for the WordPress Angular photochallenge? …


104 comments on “Flip side of the coin

  1. I’ve just developed a slight crush on “Partner.” FYI! How happy that energetic little Yorkie must be to get out for a good brisk walk. So sorry that you are still suffering the effects of this terrible injury; EGAD, the things we take for granted…like stable joints. Yes, submit the first photo, it will make a great entry for the photo challenge this week.


    • He needs a haircut and a shave, so forget the crush! Apparently he’s a delight to walk, obviously small and light, and so pleased to go for longer and brisker walks. He and his brother were always so friendly with our big dog, so it’s no issue apart from time. Oops, another walk coming up shortly. Flat life huh?

      The joints are a very big issue, especially as we age. I read somewhere that there is a big increase in baby boomer accidents because we are more active … Um, and we are encouraged to be active?

      I haven’t put it on my photo blog, so it will have to stay on here. Didn’t realise the impact until I posted it 😀


  2. That fall has had long term consequences….and confidence is one of the bigger problems. I had my broken tib and fib botched by a French hospital and I am still wary of doing stuff that otherwise iIwould have taken for granted…years down the line.

    Good of Partner to walk the Yorkie….and kind of him to let your neighbour show that she was grateful.


    • Realised I was stiffening up and not as agile years ago, but now? Dread to think. I will work at mobility, but it ain’t easy, simple as that.

      Many hospitals botch it, qv, my tonsillectomy (emergency blood transfusion following post-op infection), my appendectomy (gangrene, reopened incision), for example. Botching surgery is bad news. Whatever type of surgery. Trouble is they (surgeons) always play the differential knowledge card, and won’t/can’t spend enough time explaining to annoying patients (ie you and me).

      Partner has worked in so many peoples’ homes that he just knows when to accept a kind gesture, appreciate their thanks and not kick up a silly fuss.

      On the down side, I’m now getting her cast offs daily mails :D I haven’t opened them yet!


  3. So sorry about your continued immobility, Kate. Apart from thinking natural progesterone again, comfrey oil or cream popped into my head. Just rub it in all the time. You should be able to get it at the pharmacy, or on the net. It’s inexpensive. You may well know that it’s been used since at least Saxon times, and is not called knitbone for nothing. Also gather that it’s good on muscle repair. In any event, it won’t harm and might well help, tho may take a while before improvement is noticeable.


    • Thanks Tish. I tend to use Weleda massage balm/oil depending on whatever I’ve got around. Both Gib and Spain are limited, and net means postage and import duties and it’s often easier to use what there is. So right now it’s lavender oil. Smells good if nowt else. I’ve also got aloe Vera (leaves from the finca) and that always helps too.

      I’ve been trying to grow borage, can’t get comfrey seeds in Spain 😔


  4. Thanks for the update, Kate. Wow, it’s still so swollen after all this time? And painful, too, I imagine? Yes, it’s good of Partner to walk Mr. Yorkie. He sounds a bit like my Brit. Mumble, then off he goes to do whatever. *grin* If it needs doing it needs doing and somebody’s got to do it. Like you said, would be a shame if she had to put him down or rehome him because she’s unable.

    And, it is the story of the ages, eh? The cobbler’s children have no shoes…


    • Yup, it’s still swollen and I still sleep with it raised. That’s why I posted the ‘up to two years’ comment.

      Nah, it’s not painful. I’m tough, I come from Yorkshire. We live in paper bags on t’ side o’ t’ road. But tbs, I don’t do pain.

      If I could walk, we’d split Yorkie duty, but I can’t. Hopefully our neighbour will feel better soon, but she is well frail :(

      Or, it’s like the barber with the lousy haircut. My father used to say it meant they were so busy they couldn’t do their own hair. Or maybe they were sick of hair cutting ..,


    • You and many others keep sendin your good wishes so the update was due.

      The dog walking is a total rip-off. The construction trade rate is £7.69 or something for someone who can do any of bricklaying, tiling, rendering, plastering, painting, joinery, electrics, plumbing. Then, tax and social get deducted.

      And dog walking is £10?


          • Sometimes life does suck. You take forever learning a profession and get paid peanuts at the end, another fellow does not need to use their brains except in knowing when to turn and gets paid so much!


          • Sums it up. So, what do you think of the design of the block I posted? And, it’s on a ten year maintenance programme. Do you think the design is cost effective and feasible?

            Partner has been asked to price the exterior metalwork of 300 flats. No scaffolding. Leaning over balconies …


          • The facade looks plain to me. Nothing to write home about. From the picture I can’t tell about the planning, maybe its planning is efficient with no dead spaces or useless spaces.
            Cost and feasibility would from a developer pov be how soon she can get her money back depending on whether it is on sale or rent.
            Price in what way? The maintenance or what?


          • It’s like a lot of boring blocks of flats in Gib. They aren’t stunning from a design perspective, and they aren’t practical from a maintenance perspective. One block (not this one) didn’t have cradle hangers fitted so the windows can’t be washed. We live in a very fur coat, no knickers environment.

            Flats are leasehold. Many bought as investment properties. There is some dead space, but no more than normal.

            Pricing the repainting of all the balconies and metalwork outside the windows. Most blocks have a commercial management company that charges a fortune and finally gets around to doing something. There’s plenty of rust on the metalwork (salt air) and they look as though they haven’t been done since it was built.


          • Ah I see. We have poor maintenance policies. Most buildings are only painted at the time of construction and stay that way for years.

            That should be a lot of work. Does he give a cost per square metre or is it a lumpsum that allows him to have some profit at the end?


          • Same here. Residents pay block charges and see little for their money. But for example, I run our block, and half the income from charges are taken up on insurance, legal costs, light and water, cleaning, plus I need a reserve for emergencies which means there is little left to spend on on-going maintenance.

            I don’t price per hour, per metre, per roll of wallpaper. There’s not much point running a business without making a profit. He has occasionally done day work, but I price per job when I can (I do the estimate/quotations) and the T&Cs. It’s pretty shark-infested here …


  5. Ankle fractures are the worst. I’m sorry you’re laid up for all this time. There can be some silver lining to this. You could tell people that visit different stories of how it happened. “You should see the other person,” is always a great thing to tell people.

    I really enjoyed this post. Perhaps you could take more pictures of Gib. I’ve never been, but just from the pics I’ve seen here it looks like a wonderful place to visit.


  6. Well, now I feel bad I even mentioned my injury in my blog.

    . . . and hope two years is not the case here.

    And thanks for the glimpse into life over there. Helping seems to be a common thing around the world (mostly).


    • Despite my oft stated dislike of humanity in the aggregate, on an individual basis many people are willing helpers when the commitment and cost is little. Fewer will still help when more effort is involved, but the cost is still low. And some will help when both effort and cost are past insignificant (be it money or time).

      They are out there.

      I try to be one, but I’ll be frank is stating the matter of whether the people involved are deserving of help has taken on more importance than it used to.

      In the case of the old lady, it would not be to help her out . . . it would be for the benefit and consideration of the dog. Animals, in general, are not subject to the same standard I hold humans to.

      The thing is, even if they were, I still thing there would be more deserving animals than humans.


      • Oddly, Partner’s concern was about the dog, he doesn’t want to see it kennelled, put down, or whatever, for the sake of a few walks a day. Although why her daughter can’t do it … However, it’s a perfectly nice, well behaved dog, and is always now waiting for his walks. Not his fault she fell over.

        I would tend to agree.


  7. You have my total sympathy! I broke my left ankle, slipping on gravel, on Bequia while we were there on holidays (the Christmas before we moved to the island) and the bone was never set properly. I broke the right one in 2008, slipping on ice, shortly after moving back to Canada to begin working in a job I’d been offered – one that required me to drive. I had to wait until my ankle was heeled to be able to work the gas and brake pedals. Both breaks took a very long time to recover from, and I’m still suffering with ongoing issues, almost 20 years later, due to the left ankle not having been set properly. I also broke my left wrist, catching a toe in a small hole in the pavement, while I was still living in Calgary. I went to physio for that, but not for the ankle breaks. Rather than doing the proscribed exercises, I went swimming every day, after the cast was removed from my wrist, and that did a great deal to strengthen my arm. So much so that both the physio and doctor commended me on my quick recovery and thought I could be considered the poster girl of broken bones. I wish I’d thought to swim when I was recovering from both broken ankles. If you can swim at all, roughseas, please try doing that exercise on a regular basis to strengthen all your bones and breaks and sprains – but preferably in a pool, NOT in rough seas …


    • That’s an encouraging comment Susan 😀

      But to be serious, that sounds dire.

      I’ve thought about both cycling and swimming. We have plenty of bikes but we’ve not got around to buying/making a stand for indoors. Not strong enough to go out yet. I’ve never been to the pool in Gib. I do swim sometimes in Spain at the beach near our finca. But again, not yet steady enough. Difference between being able to walk and exercise a wrist (plus salt water is meant to be good) and being worried about slipping on pebbles or wet floors in pools. But here is a swimming post:


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      • What I like about swimming is, once you are in the pool, there’s no impact on your injured appendage, and pushing against the water only strengthens your body and doesn’t damage it further. But, you’re right – getting into and out of the water can pose a problem. Many pools cater to those with disabilities and offer special times to swim.


          • Excellent. I couldn’t comment so I guess they are closed.

            I could have almost written that. My mum couldn’t swim, my dad did (navy diver looking for bombs). And length after length. Relaxing. Putting things out of your head. Type of meditation in a way.

            My mum paid for lessons for me, university as obviously free, and on the dole in the UK, you could get free swims. I went every weekday. Got my mile. Got life saving bronze medallion at university, and personal survival afterwards. Didn’t work at it unlike you, but it’s great to feel confident in water.

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        • Absolutely, and that’s why I think both cycling and swimming would be great ways to improve physio, neither involve impact. Sure, you need to weightbear but you also need to build up strength. It’s ages since I’ve asked about our pool here and it isn’t feasible to get in and out. The roughseasinthemed would be more likely. Except not right now. I’ve stopped winter swimming in old age.

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  8. Sorry to see you’re still swollen. If it’s any consolation, I’m nursing a twisted and painful lower back today after picking up soap in the shower, for goodness sake. Had hot bottle, now cold pad. Patience is a virtue. I don’t have any. Do you do the hot and cold thing?
    Loved the way your dictionary is in the foreground of the decorating pic. Sets off the dungarees no end.


    • I could really do with the swelling to go down , disappear, clear off totally. Showers are lethal. I’m standing rigidly in them right now, daren’t move in case I fall over. I can’t remember what I did, probably hot/cold towel. I doubt it would have any effect now. I still keep it elevated at night though.

      I’ve always got English and Spanish dictionaries within arm’s reach. Even with the internet. Sometimes, a dictionary is better. I won’t tell him you called them dungarees …


      • What do you call them in Spanish then?
        My dictionary is always close at hand, actually. The kids at school look at me as if I’m some sort of weirdo when I tell them I use it nearly every day.


        • Probably ropa para trabajo. But in English they are bib and brace overalls. Dungarees implies (unskilled) farm workers. Got to asses the snobbery there. Or, painters’ whites. Painters and supervisors are usually the only ones to wear whites on site as they don’t get dirty.


  9. I’m delighted at last to get a more up to date report of your progress and also your shennanigins ( the knee) and yet there you are still mopping floors. I’m prepared to set it for the long run if that’s what it takes though I hope for much quicker progress for your sake. It’s just typical of you to have packed the bad bones and fragile skin when going away.
    Please take care of yourself,
    Huge Hugs xxxx


    • Thanks David. I’m not mopping floors on hands and knees, I want you to know. Merely with a mop which I partly use as a surrogate crutch. I’ll try and remember an as hoc update from time to time. Saves people asking. I thought I had quite nice fine bones and delicate skin. Just depends on your choice of words I guess.


    • Therapy is actually run through the hospital. It’s basically a cost thing. If I could have got there under my own steam, maybe they would have continued to see me at the hospital. So, they wanted to make sure I could get up and down the stairs. But, and this is the big but, being able to do it with someone there to help, or even as a comfort blanket is very difficult to doing it on your own.

      Yes, I think more help would have been good. But, I’ll manage. And, truth is, I haven’t the luxury to be able to spend half a day on physio, which is what it would really take including, prep, transport, therapy.

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  10. I am glad to hear about your ankle. I wish you well and don’t want to pry, or give unsolicited advice, or my own injury stories…….

    A church paid me £5 to play the organ. If I can give my playing, I feel valued. If an hour of my time plus travelling plus practising is valued at £5, I am insulted. But, yeah, allowing her to show her appreciation, and perhaps not feel beholden. It is generous of him.


    • Thanks Clare, but shared injury stories are good. Why ever not?

      The money is a difficult one. Yes, the hour of the time is key. Who puts the value on your time? Or is it a simple gesture? Or to cover any exes? In your case, travel costs.

      It’s a fine balance. How much do you let ‘helping’ impact on your own life? As good Catholics, both her and our other neighbour have told him he’ll go to heaven.

      ‘I’d end up doing the same thing,’ he said to me. ‘I’d just like a rest really.’


  11. You should give your ankles a break [pun oh yes] and think about picking on your fingers or hand just for a break… glad to hear all is mending well and your partner is brave man..


    • Gerry, I did the whole right arm seven years ago. I could do nothing with it for months. Not even sign my name. But although agony at the time, in retrospect it was easier. I learned to do almost everything with my left arm and hand. Finally started to get back dexterity for fingers with computer usage. Eventually got back to carrying a light shopping bag after five months.

      But, neither are as bad as your health scare. Although you were probably on your feet faster than me. Hope all is well, and that you are nearly finished nanowrimo.


  12. Good to see that progress is still being made, albeit slowly. That’s the way it will be and it’s heartening to see the degree to which you’ve accepted it and are getting on with life. I figure month by month things will improve and wish you all that luck can bring.
    You would not like it here right now. It’s cold. I just pulled up to the driveway and brought the ladder (I’d been using earlier today before the wind came up) from the front lawn to it’s spot in the back garden where i hang it on the fence. Just a minute or so and I was wearing a pea coat. When I got inside I was frozen. It’s -3C here right now but the wind is fairly high, gusting to around 80 so it’s equivalent to around -15.
    I figure it is a whole lot nicer where you are. As I type this it’s 19C, hazy and with a light wind where you are. Much more like it! I admit to more than a small amount of envy at this point.


    • Thanks, it’s nice to see someone appreciating that it can’t be rushed.

      I don’t dislike the cold. It’s Partner who’s the warm weather addict. He grow up in wet cold South Wales. Need I say more?

      Having said that, I have got used to these temps, lovely spring and autumn, mild winters, no need for heating, a bit warm in summer, but tolerable. Not much cross-country skiing though, although I’d hardly be doing that right now. Hmmm, maybe sell the skis?😔


  13. Good to see that you are back on your foot and a half…. vinegar and brown paper is the thing …. works a treat apparently. “Pearls for church…” what a great phrase ! And I’m glad to see that Partner has a list of jobs. I thought it was just me – mine is magnetted to the fridge.


  14. I had no idea a broken ankle could be so catastrophic. What a frightful impact it has had on your life. I do hope you’ll continue to improve in mobility and confidence. It’s probably foolish to say this, but the most I’ve ever broken is a finger.

    By the way, I was wondering whether I could come and stay with you for a few months and do some dog-walking? It sounds very lucrative. :)


    • Neither did I. I can live with breaks and sprains and all the rest. They aren’t technically life threatening. Thank you.

      Would you like to sleep on the floor and share the Big Dog’s rug? In the bed with Partner and Little Dog? Or on the sofa with me and sometimes Little Dog? We live in a small flat. The remuneration may not be that attractive after all …


  15. Glad you’re on the mend, even if it’s a long haul, especially ankles – I have managed to twist mine more often than I care to think about. Twice in culverts (or, as the less charitable will have it – the gutter): once in a little town in South Africa (stone cold sober on each occasion, I add!). The then, unknowing husband-to-be, received a mid-evening phone call from a new girlfriend who had woken at 1 am, unable to put weight on said ankle, in tears…. The now husband (also now 68) fell off a ladder on a roof earlier this year. He is still bemoaning that it took not 6 weeks for broken ribs to mend, but 8-10. He forgets he’s not 20 anymore!!!

    On your pearl wearing neighbour – I so appreciate neighbours who keep their distance but are happy to help out. Friends in need, and all that jazz. Don’t like the fairweather variety…. Too many of those.

    Be well, and look after that leg and ankle…


    • Thanks Fiona. We’re both ankle veterans by the sound of it. I fell over once in my teens after a night at the pub, bit of pain, morning after, right as rain. Moral, make sure you drink if you plan to fall over as you will relax and fall instinctively 😀 I had better add a health warning to that and say I am not a qualified medical professional and this is just my experience etc etc

      Falling off ladders is bad news. Cause of loads of deaths. Broken ribs ain’t good but it’s better than the alternative.

      Totally agree about being around, pleasant, helpful, but not in someone’s face.


  16. Great update Kate and I can’t believe that the fall had so many complications. It must be really frustrating ‘hopping’ around like that. I would drive everyone crazy. :D

    What great neighbours you are for helping out the little Yorkie. I bet Snowy and Pippa enjoys it as well. They look so adorable sleeping like that. Please give them both lots of hugs and kisses from me. :D

    Now I’m hungry again and it’s all your fault. I love mushrooms. :D

    Have a great Sunday and take care hon. ♥


    • I like to complicate things. Normally I go for post-op problems like vomiting blood and needing an urgent transfusion, or getting gangrene after the appendix op, so I thought a little diversion before the op, enabling a couple of weeks room service in hospital would be such fun.

      Hey, how do you mean hopping? I’ve moved on to hobbling and limping. Cheek.

      A walks one dog at once, although Pippa’s always been pals with the Yorkie and his little bro (no longer here 😥). Sleeping dogs are so cute. If only Snowy would sleep all day like Pippa and stop looking for new things to destroy, worry to death, and generally put under Podenco rule.

      The mushrooms are organic, and really nice. Love them in casseroles and they work well raw in salads too. Hope you had a lovely weekend too ❤️

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      • hahahahah! Yeah, I bet you do! I’d excpect nothing less from you. LOL!

        Oh, sorry then. Hobbling and limping… whatever. :P

        Awww shame, always so sad to hear about a loss like that. I think Pippa loves everyone. He is so adorable!

        Whahahahah! Fat chance there, but yes, sleeping dogs are the cutest! But nothing would be fun with the Podenco rule, so don’t be a spoilsport! LOL!

        Yummy! They do and we love to eat it like that in salads as well.

        I sure did. It was just way too short. :D ♥


  17. I’m sorry to ready about the continued complications. :( As a dog walker (sorry, but true!) I’ve been struggling with back issues–no fall/injury, just increased chronic problems–I worry about limited mobility. Glad to see Partner is ready and willing to help with the pup, and hope your healing begins to move forward.


    • I don’t think we realise how much our limited—or no—mobility can impact on our lives. It’s worrying as a dog owner to work out how to cater for our animals rather than having to re home them. I have no issues with dog walkers per se, they are much needed. Just the extortionate rate charged here by one person for a cash income.

      He’s actually pretty tired now walking three dogs a day. I’ll be glad when our neighbour is on her feet again, I say when, but who knows?


  18. Yes, that top pic is perfect for the ‘angles’ challenge. You could still link it, an then more people could read about your poor ankle and your sweet, obliging ‘Partner’. :) I’m so sorry that your ankle is taking so long to heal and get back to normal. I suppose you are torn between the need not overdo things, and the thought that if you don’t use it, your muscles will get weaker. What a dilemma! It doesn’t sound as though your physio was doing enough good to warrant the effort of getting there. Sending you more hugs.


    • Thanks S. I’m thinking everyone is doing angular converging verticals though.
      Speaking of buildings, I must show him your recent update post of your refurb job.
      There is that. I’m also not the world’s best at doing ‘exercises’ for the sake of it, I would rather go walking, cycling, backpacking or whatever than carry out mind numbing exercises. Give me a pile of ironing instead. At least you can see a result.

      Physio started off OK, but it seemed to tail off. If I was booked in for half an hour why not use the flipping gym to build up my muscles? The cycling machine was good as it showed how much force you were putting through one leg, so I had to work harder with the weak leg to balance it out. I used it once for fifteen minutes 😒

      Thanks, appreciated.

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  19. You answered my “how long” question anyway. Way too long for me, would test my patience. Dog walking does seem to be lucrative commercially but lovely that Partner is doing it out of kindness as well as understanding the dignity of the gesture of the Yorkie’s owner.
    Gib life indeed is busy, and your flat a hub of activity balanced out by sleeping dogs, who figure you and Partner have got it all covered.
    The Seitan supper looks lovely… I’ve never eaten it, and until I Googled assumed it was a soy product. How wrong I was. The G.O. is fussy about certain veges but he does eat tofu, willingly. I wonder if he’d eat Seitan. Hmm.


    • Nowt you can do. God grant me the strength to do something and the wisdom to know what I can’t. Or some such. But basically, I can’t rush it. It will heal in its own time.

      Dog walking is a rip-off if you ask me. £10 per dog, when people are working for £5 or £6 an hour.trained and qualified people are working forty hours a week and taking home peanuts (not the monkeys though).

      The accident pretty much disrupted life, at least I can do things around the flat now. Really exciting cleaning things and paperwork, but for months I could do nothing and it all fell on him.

      Seitan is more ‘meaty’ both in texture and flavour than tofu. Depending on how you buy it, you can use it in casseroles, (basically substitute the meat with the seitan and cook far less longer), you can stir fry it, sauté it, or make it into escalopes/fritters if you buy the block type which slices nicely. Goes well with any strong flavours eg herbs, chillies, Tabasco, shoyu/tamari. If I’m felling extravagant I’ll mix it with tempeh (fermented soy) for a good contrasting casserole. There are probably more posts on here about it, and maybe on the pages? Not sure about the pages.


  20. (Welders gloves! snort.)
    Hard realization we don’t mend as we used to. And to be told you have to work to mend – unfair that kids don’t. It was a nasty break – even my simple toe took a year and still isn’t like it was. Physio probably can be good – but we were disappointed. Husband’s (never to be well again) shoulder went to therapy twice. The first time the lady was hands on and corrected him as he went through the exercises. And he left with all sorts of advice and info. The second time with another lady, well, he said he would have gotten more instruction from the sleeping cat. We’d have to pay for more sessions after 2 and judging from the last one, not worth it. He needs to do the routine the first one gave him as that really does help, but he gets lazy and pays for it in pain after a bit. The most difficult part for him is that some movements are out of the question forever and from what we’ve read is it won’t get better…but he’d better do those exercises or it will get worse..but he gets annoyed. Swimming would probably help, but….Sigh.
    I’m impressed you’re cleaning. I’m sneezing like crazy and wondering if I really want to rake up the dog hair everywhere. You’re much more disciplined.
    Please thank Partner for walking the older lady’s dog. That dog is so important. Especially to one who is alone. The dog probably is thrilled to really get to strut a bit faster, too.
    Dog walking is such a racket here, too. The German had a walker when Person couldn’t get there during the day. But even as well paid as that guy was, we suspected he got bored, and rushed/dragged the poor dog. Her nerves were shot anyway. She is skittish around kids and construction. We were relieved when they relocated. Partner is Pippa and Snowy approved
    The top picture is striking. (for some reason , it doesn’t look like all your pictures loaded on my screen today…WP has been quirky again…something is up?)
    Living where time is suspended is not always a bad existence. Nice you’ve got fresh paint!


    • (As per Helen’s suggestion, a Daily Mail post will be forthcoming).

      Physio makes sense to me, but I question the mindless training of physios. Here is the accident, print off the exercises. How about asking the patient what they think would benefit them? Heaven forbid that a patient could know its own body! I would have been far more mobile with non-weightbearing exercise. Fifty lengths of a pool and some cycling machine laps would have moved me on so much faster. But …

      You’re impressed? We’re shell-shocked. Totally motivated by trying to find the tax return form and I need a tidy environment to work in.

      The dog is thrilled. The saga is … On-going. Pix and WP go like that huh?

      Bathroom getting the treatment now. Soon a semi-tidy flat. For a short while. Ankles and work notwithstanding.


      • A trained physical therapist who is interested in his/her patient’s condition improving is probably worth their weight in gold.
        Now I really feel like a wimp – no major cleaning when I’m sneezing and unable to breathe…Ok I do rake up the dog tumbleweeds daily – those drive me nuts. Does Pippa shed a lot? Both the German and Molly must do a total coat turn over daily. Someone told me it was breed related…..you can always tell a German Shepherd’s car….
        It is easier to work in a tidy environment,,,do I miss my little office where I could close the door and it was all in order without odd stuff getting stacked in (just until there’s time to deal with it…snarl)
        Oh well, more sun today – that always helps.
        (I do not understand the Catholic Church’s attitude on some things. When my very frail elderly neighbor ended up in the hospital, I called and let the church office know – the priest had been coming by to give her blessings and sacraments or something at home occasionally. But was told they would only would go for last rites – what? It’s maybe half a mile and you can’t go see an old lady who is very devout, who was moved a long way from her home, and who could use a little comforting friendship? Geesch.
        Best to create your own little “townships” and be self sufficient if in a big city. Small towns and close neighbors do have benefits.


        • I think a physio who actually thinks and assesses the whole body would be good, not just someone who churns out standard recommended exercises like an automaton.

          I sneeze when cleaning too. Easier to let a good layer of dust build up and wash it off rather than dust it.
          Pippa moults heavily, more than our last GSD but I suppose it’s the husky in him. He moults pretty much all year round. But at least Snowy has so little hair he’s not an issue.

          Papers have piled up here. Seven months since the fall, and last year, three months in Spain with Snowy waiting for his jabs and I have a lot of papers to sort and file. And the hole puncher packed up today. Too rainy for Partner to walk down and buy a new one.

          The Catholic Church was everywhere in hospital. Someone religious came round to see me, I had no idea who he was until he caught my puzzled look and explained. And at least twice a week we were all asked if we wanted to go to mass. No-one in my room went, and I’m sure they were Catholic, unlike me.

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  21. Your foot looks so much better than it used to… not that this changes the fact you still can’t walk properly or put weight on it. But I remember how ghastly it looked. Nice to see that “something” has improved. :) On the other side of that coin, it must be so frustrating for you not being able to get around and more so not to be able to walk your babies. I bet they miss it too, even though A does give them their walks. Nice of you to help out your neighbours! :) Hey, when/if we move, A can come over here and decorate for us!!! :D :D :D Love the pic of doggies sleeping! Food looks good… get the veggies ready, I’ll be over in a bit and A can use his newfound wealth to get the San Miguel in. I’ll help you mop up afterward as payment. ;)


  22. We have a friendly dog walker for the days we’ll be out for longer than 8 hours. He makes a killing in our neighborhood. It’s so nice of your partner to help with the Yorkie. Back in Boston we had several friends in our apartment building so if we needed someone to pop in on the boys all it took was a phone call and vice versa. I miss that support.


    • Most of our dogs have been great at being left, although Partner took some to work if he was planning a long day, or away from home. Little One is our problem, young, hyper, and attention seeking doesn’t mix with hours without people.

      Interesting dog walking is so lucrative. I think one off favours or mutual support is one thing. Committing to regular daily walks is a paid-for service, or should be, so suspect things may change with the Yorkie …


  23. I am late to the party — incredibly behind on my reader. I must stay, Kate, your ankle looks 100 times better than the last time I saw it. It was hard looking at those previous pictures. Made my stomach queasy. Can’t imagine what you’ve been through, but I’m happy to read you are on the mends.

    Also, that was so thoughtful of your Partner (and you) to look after the needs of the elderly women (walking her dog) after her fall. :)


    • Darling, I’m late to parties right now too. Especially yours with Arch 😀

      It does look better, and I am limping better, but that’s it. Feels like little progress and yet, it’s much better. I just can’t go skipping down the high street.

      What was a helpful gesture seems to have turned into …


      • My Arch? If I was a violent person I might consider slapping you for that. :D

        I have thought a lot about you through this ordeal — and so glad that you work from home. Back in the 90’s I ruptured a disc and had to have back surgery. Thankfully I was working for a Fortune 500 company and was able to receive 60% of my income. My doctor didn’t release me to go back to work for 2.5 years. I shudder to think what could have happened had I not been covered by workman’s comp.


        • I’d have been sacked long ago if I was working for someone else. I was clearing the paperwork today, and found the sick note I received from hospital for … a week. Further sick notes would have to be collected from the GP. This is a woman who had to hop for six weeks due to no weightbearing, and who was classed as unsafe on crutches by physio when hopping. How I was meant to get to the GP, given that I couldn’t get down steps or hop on and off buses is beyond me. It very much depends on who you work for regarding sick pay. And two and a half years is a long, long time. At least your doctor was concerned about your health though.


          • Ok, after the op, I was in plaster and couldn’t weight bear for six weeks. Therefore I had to hop on the not so good leg (twisted that ankle, and left wrist on same fall, leaving one god wrist). To hop I needed either a frame or crutches. To negotiate steps you need crutches. I personfully hopped up one step in hospital, back down, and collapsed into a wheelchair. I couldn’t balance hopping with crutches.

            It was the physio that said I was unsafe. The surgeon said he’d discharge me if physio as happy. So, I pleaded and begged and said I wouldn’t use the crutches. I didn’t actually.

            Is that any clearer? It wasn’t a question of hopping without crutches being better. It was a question of hopping more safely with the frame than with the crutches, but it affects independence and mobility and all that crap.

            I’ve seen people doing it with crutches and full plasters, but I just couldn’t. My balance was totally stuffed (plus I get vertigo, tinnitus which doesn’t help balance … )


          • “There’s probably something very Freudian in there,”

            I am laughing so hard now. Yesterday, after I wrote that, i thought to myself — “Kate will probably think something Freudian is up.” After a fairly good nights sleep, I noticed that I meant to write that I thought you wrote “your Arch”, meaning ‘my Arch’, but it appears after your recent reply you managed to decipher what I meant to write.

            I spent over 8 hours reading yesterday. Yes — my brain was fried. :D


          • Aaagh. I hate being so predictable. What with Vi pegging my style of atheism and you predicting my thoughts, I’m going to establish a new persona. Just not sure what.

            Some people’s brains are fried before they start reading.


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