Thank you30 May 2026 16:45
For the good wishes.
DPD man delivered a large parcel, and as per usual, plonked it right outside the front door, so I had to push the door quite hard to open a small space and put my left foot down and heard the snap in the ankle! Having broken both 5th metatarsals and different times, sprained the other ankle years ago and it's never been right, fractured the under side of my right foot 2 years ago when I tried to crush some boxes for recycling with it, and having broken a collarbone when I was a child, I know a break when I hear that snap.
So, finally deciding after a few hours I'd have to go to A&E, got an uber, dropped me right outside the entrance, checked in, and then they made me hobble quite a distance to the urgent treatment centre. I don't understand the NHS, when you've had breaks before, you know instantly you've got another, yet they make you wait over 3 hours to then see someone who rather condescendingly says it looks broken but we'll send you to x ray. Why can' they just send people who are pretty certain they've got a break to x ray straight away? So I hobble there, which is quite a distance, not offered a chair ride, nothing, and so that bone has been unsupported whilst I'm hobbling around hospital corridors and could get it knocked and cause more damage! X ray, I say to the girl it's broken isn't it, she said I can't tell you it's not my job, so I said just smile then if it is, so she smiled! Hobbled back again to the utc to wait further to then be called to be told it's broken, and I told the doctor, I told you so, and I asked him if he has ever broken anything, because when you have, you know when you do it again, and not surprisingly, he said no! Makes me spit! Leaves me to hobble out with a boot, not an air boot like I've had before, just a boot, which doesn't seem to offer much support, and I get the bus home and hobble back a bit of the distance to the door. The doctor never asked me if I live alone, nor what type of property do I live in, what type of stairs, as I have a corner bit at the bottom, and if I have a downstairs cloakroom. No provision made or put in place, nothing. What an absolute shower. The only decent part was that someone came round handing out ice lollies at the tax payers expense no doubt! Moral of the story is, trust me, you need to hold on to every penny you can make, because you never know when you're going to need it.