After writing my blog entry last week the worst happened! Hubs was out walking the dogs when he slipped and fell. Landing on his multicolored knees and jarring his back. After a stern talking to from my father – his father in law, he realized that if such a small incident could set him back so significantly the idea of returning to work was a ridiculous one.

So Hubs is home again, probably until Monday. His GP has advised that hes sees an osteopath. Hubs has been in so much pain since his tumble. Plus on Saturday night I noticed that he is also bruised on his back so more photographs were taken.

Hi knees are becoming less bruised but it seems to be really taking a while to go. The bruise on his back is right over his spine and is a lovely dark purple. Its about  3 Cm long and 2 Cm wide, but then the bruising goes out in about a 10 Cm diameter in green and yellow. Its amazing how many injuries he has that we didn’t notice on the day of the crash. Probably due to the adrenalin and the stress of the situation.

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My formal complaint regarding Dr Y has been acknowledged and they assure me that they will get back to me in 2 weeks with a written explanation as to why Dr Y didn’t ring.

Dr J has accepted me as his patient and I have been filling out various health questionnaires and my family’s medical history. I have a couple of quite nasty allergies so it has been important to ensure the new practice is aware of those. CT contrast dye is one of my worst and the last time it was administered it was pretty frightening as I got very short of breath and my face was covered in hives and my lips and face swelled. Not that it is likely to be administered at the GP’s!

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My recent reading list:

I have read quite a few books this year so far, for which I am proud of myself. I seem to read lots of books and then take a break from reading which could be up to 6 months. Then I am back reading again.

My favorite book has been A Million Little Pieces by James Frey. Its a true story but reads like fiction and it covers James’ time in rehab at the age of 23. He is so severely addicted to alcohol and every drug known to man kind, that he doesn’t know if he can do it. He feels that he would just be better off dead than disappointing the people that love him. I have never cried like I have cried reading this book. Its so brutally honest and explores the relationships that James has with parents, authority figures and fellow addicts. I enjoyed the book so much I went straight onto Amazon and ordered My Friend Leonard by James Frey. Leonard is a character we meet in A Million Little Pieces. So I am very keen to get started with that one.

I have also read some war time diaries of Mary Berg who lived in the Warsaw Ghetto – Poland. Her family only escaped due to the fact her mother was American. She started the diary aged 15 and wrote until she was 19. Her diaries were so compelling that they were used as evidence against some of the Nazis who persecuted the people in the ghetto. It is one of the only first hand accounts of life inside the ghetto during the war. Its a tough read not due to the writing but the horrific events depicted in the diary that were happening all around her every day.

The Paper Chase by Marcel Theroux, is a small book more of a novella than a novel, which I have also read this last week. I loved this book for the twists and turns, plus it is also about Mycroft Holmes Sherlock’s brother. Its intriguing  and i don’t want to say anymore for fear of spoiling the story!

Just thought I would update all of you who have been following my blog since 28th January 2011.

Hubby will be going back to work tomorrow against my wishes as I don’t feel that he is fully ready for 9 hours on his feet. He has promised me he will see how it goes and if he feels he can’t stand around all day then he will get signed off.

The bruising on his knees has gone down  a lot,  but his right knee cap is still an interesting shade of purplish / black. His neck is still sore when turning it to the side and every so often he moans that his back is sore. However if he feels he is fit enough to return to work……… I have developed selective hearing and make no comment. It falls on deaf ears anyway.

We are still in limbo land at the moment with regard to the car as we are waiting for various documents to be returned to us from the DVLA before we can forward them onto the insurance company. They wont release the cheque until they have all the documents. Luckily we have the courtesy car until 7 days after the the cheque is sent to us. But it still puts its under pressure for sorting out a car.

Not that I can get hubby interested. I am going to moan here and I know he had a terrible accident. But if it hadn’t been for me no paperwork would have been completed, solicitors and insurance companies spoken to. I get cross because no one runs around after me when the chips are down. I know through experience if I don’t do it, things don’t get done. I know damn well it will be me that finds our next car. Frankly I could quite happily throttle him. Its probably because we have just spent two weeks together and I am used to being alone 5 days a week for at least 9 hours a day.

Don’t get me wrong I love him to bits and I am really thankful that he walked or shall I say limped away from the accident, but Mr Proactive he isn’t!

The stress from all of this is affecting me quite badly. An unknown / undiagnosed (has been for 2 years) skin condition has erupted all over my body, much worse than it has ever been. Leaving me crusty and bleeding. Its not itchy just uncomfortable. I am back clenching my jaw day and night which has flared my TMJ. I have had to start sleeping with my mouth guard back in. Last night it seemed to make me snore! So I kept waking myself up. My tachycardia is also playing up and I think I experienced on Tuesday night my first ever adrenaline surge.

That was the strangest feeling ever, one minute fine the next minute consumed with a feeling of impending doom, agitated, breathless (but not hyperventilating) just a feeling that something was seriously wrong and I couldn’t get away from the feeling. I have to be honest when I have read about this on POTS forums I have always laughed and thought some of the people on there are hypochondriac’s. Well I am sorry I ever thought that and I wish to god I could take that all back.

I guess its like any illness, unless you have suffered with it you have no idea. One persons perception of their condition maybe completely different from a fellow sufferers. It made me remember not to judge some one until I have walked a mile in their shoes. An excellent saying that I think we could all do with living by – myself included!