Busyknitter

On top of S breaking his arm, I’ve done my back in. T woke up screaming early Sunday morning. I’m not sure what happened next, as I was half asleep, but somehow in sorting him out, I’ve managed to pull something.

And it bloody hurts.

I went to work as normal today but sloped off in the afternoon to see a physio ( I know I work in the NHS, but when the chips are down, it’s worth £27 for instant access ). Apparantly a couple of my thoracic (in the middle) and cervical (at the neck) vertebrae are out of alignment. She pummelled my back for about twenty minutes and gave me a spell on the TENS machine. I’ve been sent away with a few stretching exercises. But like so many of these things, it’s just going to be a matter of time and painkillers.

I’m going to have to keep out of T’s way for a few days, as he likes rough play and he’s built like a brick s***house

Update on S. I took him to school this morning, but they phoned at 10am asking me to fetch him home again. He’s still in a fair amount of pain and won’t really be able to do much until the permanent cast goes on later this week.