2018 – 48 – 50th birthday
Two days ago (23rd April) was my 50th birthday; it ended up being in my top 3 worst birthdays ever.
The Saturday feast went okay; although, that was nearly derailed by a petulant prisoner throwing his chips and curry sauce all over the kitchen the night before, ensuring that it would be shut the following morning for it to be cleaned. Fortunately, a few guys went straight in and got it cleaned in super quick time; pizza and ice cream, yes! Me and a couple of guys spent the day watching a couple of DVD’s: Thor ‘Ragamuffin man’ (or whatever it’s called) and Star Wars: The Last Jedi. Thor, hysterically funny in parts; Star Wars, disappointingly boring. Then, in the early hours of my birthday, it all went horribly wrong…
In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to pee, I sat up, twisted to the side of the bed, legs over the side, made to stand up and promptly fell to the ground. For some unknown reason my legs wouldn’t work. Unfortunately, I fell at an angle which twisted my left knee, which made a ripping sound; I made a suitable yelp of pain.
After laying on the ground, shocked and dazed, for a few seconds, I gingerly got myself up and onto the toilet. It felt like I was about to faint.I then started to experience a cold, clammy sweat; I was told yesterday by the doctor that it was a (I think) ‘vaso-vagal’ response. It was a scary moment.
So, my birthday itself had me signed off work, nauseated by the pain, hobbling about like a 90 year old. I even had to use the wheelchair lift instead of the stairs to get to see the nurse. I’m off for the week (which is why you will see so many blogs being written today); it couldn’t have come at a better time, I need the break from the stress of being around some of the people in the Print Shop.
Be happy, be safe.
Graham Coutts, 25th April 2018