Not Plaster

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So.

When you are playing basketball, no-one is near you and you take a step forward and hear a crunching noise from your foot, accompanied with a sharp pain… that’s not good is it?

You don’t need to answer, the doctor has already confirmed that I’ve broken the fifth metatarsal in my left foot and the nurses took great glee in manipulating said foot whilst giving me a lower leg cast.

The crutches I’ve had before (October 17th 2002 – tore ligaments in my right ankle), but I’ve never had a cast before. I was quite looking forward to it, getting people to sign it and stuff, except you can’t these days as they use a resin rather than plaster.

Pah.

Anyway, I’ll not be about for a couple of weeks, the effort of getting upstairs to the computer is still a bit much (I KNEW I should’ve got that wireless stuff sorted out) and I’ll be in plaster, sorry in cast, for four weeks.

Ohh yes, spot the coincidence… October 17th last year, sprained ankle, October 17th this year, get cast removed, October 17th every year since I was born – my birthday!

Hmmm having just re-read this I would like to point out that I’m not fishing for birthday presents, honest (the wishlist IS over on the right though).