I fell…was falling, slipping, sliding, going through the air.
The cup of tea in my right hand dropped, tea splattered everywhere and BA BOOM…I’m on the floor. I hold my left arm and wait..sit and wait as I assess body pain, register sensations, whilst around me my girl and grand girls rush to help. My left leg is sore..not sure yet about my left arm. I hold it close to me to avoid my fear..it’s pain free at the moment, once I move it, the pain will arrive.
This was last friday evening. There was more drama afterwards, an ambulance was called, I was carted off to A&E where they diagnosed a fractured left elbow. A big thanks goes to The kind and helpful A&E team at St. Thomas’ Hospital for their fantastic care.
So today is right hand day no.3, using the left side of my brain, as I navigate through with one hand. I have been able to draw and write though, so have taken up watercolour. Stitching is out right now, no needle threading or cutting intricate curves and serifs, no little letters. I’m making my letters in biro and paint.