Well...Friday started of exciting..I was due to go to Wireless in Hyde Park to see Black eyed Peas, Tinie Tempah etc with My hubbie and Brother in Law. I had been looking forward to this for so long, especially as we had V.I.P tickets. But, instead i decided to fall down the stairs an hour before leaving and broke my 5th metatarsal in my foot!!!!
I am now in a very attractive:
I know theres never a good time to break your foot, but with 2 young boys who need to be driven to and from different schools, a house i've just moved into with boxes eveywhere, a husband that can't take time off work, and a weekend away clubbing in Brighton for our 30th birthday in 2 weeks, its hardly an ideal time.
I missed the concert yesterday, am missing a fancy dress party today (i need to keep my foot raised until i go back to fracture clinic on Monday) and really hope i don't miss the Take That concert on Wednesday.
I am bored already of not being able to get up and do things - I want to scream 'I'M A MUM, I CAN'T HAVE A BROKEN FOOT!!!!!'
I guess it made it worse that my blood pressure dropped to 60/40 which caused me to faint after my boot had been fitted - with a dodgy heart it always rings alarm bells. But my blood pressure went up to 90/60, still low, but seeing as i now have to lie down anyway, they let me home.
Thanks for the rant - i know it could be alot worse - i've only moaned on here - i guess at least i'll be able to catch up with the couple of weeks i lost of reading through all your lovely blogs.