Man. Dill is on fire. I suspect it hurts when he laughs. Don't sneeze or cough.
Time to get crackin Mendy. You know your gardener isn't going to work around the place. Maybe time for some ramps to cover the stairs![]()
YO Mendy. Up and jogging yet? Go out and lean on the treadmill, set at speed 3 and just walk keeping incline flat and hands on the rail.
I'm guessing Mendy's wife had decided to help him stretch his back muscles in a very intimate way and he just can't bothered to remember his faithful fans here.
On a serious note, I hope he’s ok. A couple of days radio silence ain’t good.
Yeah I am worried about Mendy as well. Two years ago I had a similar accident as was laid up for a while and dont think I will ever be quite the same, due to age I guess. I think he was on an adrenaline high while posting his accident photos, and now the real pain has kicked in. Sure hope I am wrong and he pops up feeling great. Hoping you are okay mate.
He's okay, or getting there, at least. Healing up.
^ Exactly!
Well, thanks for all the good wishes, apart from Reg Dingle of course (one of my owed Greens has been revoked).
I struggled upstairs on Sunday night, clutching the banister with the daughter supporting my other side and collapsed into bed.
And that's where I stayed until this morning... apart from occasional agonising toilet trips. I never did use the 20 litre Dulux chamber pot and I'm not planning to. And I'm quite proud of the fact that in two and a half days I didn't piss or shite the bed, despite the pain of getting to the toilet. I may have sadly left a few piss stains around the toilet rim but it's hard to aim when your back keeps buckling. I thought about sitting down 'lady style' but getting up again is the problem, with nothing to grab hold of. I have discovered where my wonderful daughter draws the line... she won't help her old man up off the toilet seat. And I can't say that I blame her, to be honest.
Anyway, by today I was stinking, my sheets were twisted, tangled and damp so I decided to do something. My wife ain't no Florence Nightingale... in fact I think she is somewhere towards the Lucy Letby end of the nursing spectrum so it was time to take the bull by the horns, so to speak. Also, after a taste of doing nothing for two days I was going mad. HTF some do this endlessly I have no idea.
I headed downstairs to a rapturous welcome from the dogs. They have been confused, knowing that I was upstairs but not coming down.
I staggered around a while but the whole of my lower back seems to have seized up. I can walk slowly, straight-backed, but now and again it just buckles so I need to be close to something to hold on to. If I drop something I just leave it where it landed as there's no chance of retrieving it.
It sat down a while... the wife had taken the opportunity for the quarterly bedding wash while I was out of the scatcher so I had to wait for it dry (the burgundy bedding on the left that is, not the dogs manky grey matting on the right).
Yogi really is turning into my best pal. He looked so worried.
Anyway, As VN says, we have a pool. I decided to walk a few circuits around the edge of the pool, with the water supporting my weight and the side to hold onto. Ten circuits took nearly an hour and that was enough. The pain was intense all across my lower back and the walking had made it ache worse. But then, as I walked up the steps out of the pool, something seemed to happen and there was some release somehow. Maybe from stretching the muscles to go up the steps? Anyway, it still hurts like fukk but I am slightly more mobile now and I have some optimism. I was planning on getting meself to the hospital as soon as I can drive but I hope that will no longer be necessary.
And then the wife gave me some early lunch...
I mean, FFS... I have no appetite and if ever there was a time for some comfort food... I need to get better fast.
Another reason I need to get better fast... I've already recently lost a job due to my extension renewal being 'under consideration' which has prevented me from travelling. I've just been offered a 4 week offshore job starting late October which may well lead on to another 4 to 6 weeks reporting work, so maybe 3 months in total with some bad winter weather thrown in. That would save the year and I have to be better for that... although one thing about being freelance/self-employed is that when you just can't afford to be sick and you tend to heal fast.
I won't forget that comment, Joe.
I haven't started it yet, along with most of the other books on my bedside able.
I buy a lot of paper books with the intention of getting off the screens and having a quiet read before I go to bed... but never read them. It's just too easy to watch something on Netflix, Youtube or even TikTok that I have recently discovered. I tell the daughter to get off her screens and read a book, but she just says, 'Why? You don't'. Which I find hard to answer.
So far during my convalescence time I have watched two series of 'The Lincoln Lawyer' and the first series of 'Bloodline'. The second series of Bloodline is planned for the rest of today. And a whole load of The Dog Daddy Youtube and TikTok videos. If you haven't discovered The Dog Daddy I would highly recommend him.
Thanks guys. I have been doing this without pain killers. The only thing I've been taking is Hong Thong and that seems to help. I may even splash out on a bottle of Johnny Walker for the rest of the week but I just know if I send the gardener out for anything different it will get fukked up.
Thank you Moose. I will look into this and I'm also thinking about getting one of those back brace things that the girls at Makro wear.
Last edited by Mendip; 13-09-2023 at 12:20 PM.
^ A bit old for me, mate.
Yes, the wife picked me up of the driveway once around 15 years ago when this first happened. That time I went straight to hospital and after Xrays and ultrasound it was diagnosed as muscular. I now seem to remember that I had a course of ultrasound treatment and maybe I should look into this as it's about time I made use of my horrendous insurance premiums.
It happened again around 5 or 6 years ago and I have a horrible feeling that the wife was out and it was the gardener who helped me up, God forbid. Good job I'm not a plant or I would have died there and then.
Tax will be happy to hear that. He seems to think pissing all over the toilets and floor makes it a homey place.
Encouraging news.
And F that chicken feet soup crap. I'd sooner go hungry.
Glad to hear the pool option workedand you noticed a bit of mobility improvement. Gotta keep the rehab going as uncomfortable as it is. Are you feeling pain striking down your leg or legs or just a numb localized feeling in the lower back. 1 could be a Sciatica issue, the other a disc. Still best to get to a doc for at least an xray. As AO mentioned, as we age the recovery gets harder and longer and then one day....who knows. Time to take up Yoga. Ask Eddie, he also seems to have a "Holistic" approach with some goat piss stuff and a fruity potpourri drink.![]()
^^ Oh, FFS...
Mind you, that is one pretty fork lift truck drive.
She can fork me, any time!
(well, once my back's better, anyway)
Last edited by Mendip; 13-09-2023 at 07:06 PM.
^Was gonna change that to chiropractor...but its probably the first place you should visit![]()
You should read this one...
https://teakdoor.com/northern-thaila...ml#post4535986 (A day in the life in the North)
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Nonsense. My statement was not meant to be taken literally as you well know, i was merely drawing a valid comparison between, as i see it, the overmanicured, overmanged and somewhat sterile atmosphere of stumpingham towers, a place where a blown leaf or a discarded bottle top on the lawn or a cold drink on a table without a moisture absorbing coaster underneath would result in a bout of ocd stress induced twitching until those annoyances had been rectified, and mendys gaff, a place where comfortable dossing is of paramount importance, it is a home for fucks sake, not a setting for a "life with the kardashians" video, and the placement of objects is dictated not by geometric precision, but by convenience and comfort, with appearance being of secondary importance.Tax will be happy to hear that. He seems to think pissing all over the toilets and floor makes it a homey place.
As for splashes of piss, and every karsey used by a bloke is susceptible to them, they are best attended to once a day, not every 5 minutes. Life is for living, and a home is for living in. Obviously if guests are expected, then the visitors karsey should be checked for smearage and spillage and corrective action taken if deemed necessary, and of course the cover can be taken off the bottle of airwick, theres nowt wrong with decent hospitality.
^^ Bladdy hell, I have some reading to catch up on!
So, Bangkok... hmmm...
Chiropodist, chiropractor...
I could kill three birds with one stone, this trip.
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