It's been an interesting week, but not one I'm keen to repeat. On Monday playing football I fell on my shoulder, the result of which was multiple fractures of my collarbone. So the week has passed with my arm in a sling, taking pain-killers. Someone asked me if the pain-killers were working, to which my response was that I wasn't planning to try without them, just so I could check how much pain I was in! Suffice to say, Mrs P is calling time on my football career.
As ever with these things, I broke the bones on my preferred side. For me my right hand side. This means I either have to learn to do things with my left hand (such as typing!) or do nothing. Mrs P is being very supportive, though this has happened at a very inopportune time, as I have a number of things on. Some of which, Mrs P is having to pick up. The teenagers are helping out, though I suspect they may tire of me being of so little use, quite quickly.
My week has been filled with lying in bed reading, or sitting in front of the TV. There's not that much else that I can do. Certainly I can't manage my standard household chores. So in my role as a househusband, I'm currently failing.
I go back to the hospital soon when I hope to get a decent prognosis, and have an idea when the househusband might be back up to speed.
Yours slightly broken.
Jay
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