I think everything that can be said about Obama’s inauguration has already been said, so I won’t say much other than that I watched it, thought his speech was excellent and like many others was left with the feeling that things may now start to change for the better. He won’t be able to do all that is needed, but my hope is that he will inspire others.
Yesterday we had a bit of a panic. At lunchtime I noticed that Jez wasn’t using her leg at all. She’d had a bit longer walk (but one she’d done before) in the morning so I couldn’t work out what was wrong. Then, while I was picking up some bathroom brochures in my sitting room she put her paws on the window sill and tried to look out. So I told her to get down, and went to move a few bits as I wanted to put something in front of the window to stop her doing it again. I picked up the small occasional table at the side of the sofa and a leg fell off – broken right through at the top. All I can think is that she got on the sofa and tried to get onto the window sill (she hasn’t been allowed up there since her operation and I’ve removed her means of access) and slipped. She must have thumped down onto the edge of the table, breaking the leg.
Little tartlet!
So I rested her for the remainder of the day (which meant she got Chris up twice in the night as she wasn’t tired) and gave her a painkiller (I’d stopped giving them to her at night). Today her leg is obviously still a bit sore, but she is using it again so I don’t think any real damage has been done.
I phoned her surgeon’s practice again this morning as after a week I still hadn’t heard from him. Looks like my message got lost. Anyway, I told them I was really worried about her. The limping is a lot better and I believe her leg has recovered well from her operation (which was 5 week ago now), but as soon as she breaks into a trot she continually skips steps, which is the classic sign of a knee slipping out of joint. So I have been trying to resign myself to the fact that she will always have a problem and we will have to restrict walks etc.
Anyway, the vet phoned me back pretty quickly and I had along chat with him, after which I am a lot happier. From what I told him he thinks she is progressing well. He doesn’t think the skipping is indicative of her knee slipping as she doesn’t do it when she walks. So he thinks it will get better as her leg improves. And it’s also possible that it’s just pure habit. He’s told me I can start to build up her walks and stop her painkillers (keeping a few for emergencies like yesterday). And we don’t have to be anywhere near as careful with her now – the bone should be pretty much healed from what he was saying. I’ve arranged for her to go back for a check up and Xray on 10 February. I deliberately booked it for the week after my cousin comes to stay, just in case we have a few unsettled nights following another anaesthetic.
I’ve also booked her in with her own vet for Monday. She needs her booster and apparently they check them over at the same time, so I’ll know a bit more once he’s looked at that leg too. She’s fast asleep at the moment – I took her to the Country Park at lunchtime and we went out to the boardwalk – she hasn’t been there for months and really enjoyed herself.
Yesterday I spent time going through the bathroom brochures again. I’m making progress, but I really need to speak to a fitter as I’m still not sure which layout to go with (one may not really be feasible), and it affects the size of bath and shower I can have. The issue is whether we can move the toilet.
This morning Joy phoned – one of the actors has gone sick, so she wants me to play the detective this weekend. So tomorrow I’m off to Windsor. It’s the first one of the new plot so it will be manic. Plus, it’s the first week-end with the new chain she’s contracted to. Oddly enough I looked up the hotel and realised I know it – I did my Creativity residential course there when I was doing my MBA. It’s in Old Windsor, fairly near the Thames. Looks like it has changed hands and been refurbished since I was last there (which I think was about 2001). The theme is all about phobias and involves a couple of hypnotherapists – which is even more spooky as it was at this hotel that I was hypnotised and learnt self-hypnosis (in what is now the lounge). Anyway, she’s suggested it might be fun if the copper has a phobia. I’ve found one called scelerophobia, which is a fear of burglars and criminals, which I thought might be a laugh for the copper. Not sure what Joy will think though. But I can’t believe how many phobias there are – some are really weird, such as all the fears of different diseases, fear of different animals, fear of infinity, fear of stars, fear of women’s genitalia, fear of sitting, fear of chopsticks, fear of bald people…. I could go on for ages.
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