A Right Royal Pain in the Arse

Sorry.. Had to say it! But now I know exactly what that expression is all about.

Yesterday was grim, more about teaching me what I cannot do. John took over the chores.  I took spells, resting on my side between other jobs.

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But I am already improving.

Though after I had delivered the dinner to my little family, whose Mum came out of hospital last night, as sick as she was when she went in, John had to come and help me get out of the car. Next time I will take the bloody doughnut. There it is – my language deteriorating again. 

But I found that standing  and rocking from foot to foot with a 4 week old baby snuffling into my neck like a little hedgehog, while directing the other five in the use of sharp knives to cut up their bacon and egg pie while their Dad drove to the hospital to pick up their mother,  was actually therapeutic for my poor little bones. The gentle rocking seemed to help.

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The Clean Up. Sad old Elms. They are so old and so rotton in the trunks.  No more treehouse or swing anymore.

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Have a lovely day. Today will be new and different and probably better.

Thank you so much for all your friendship and wonderful advice and care yesterday. Isn’t it interesting how many of us have suffered injuries to the tail bone before. We are quite the Fellowship in more ways than one.

And thank goodness that all of you who were in the path of these tornadoes also made it through OK.  All our thoughts are with those who did not.

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Your slow moving friend, 

celi

73 responses to “A Right Royal Pain in the Arse”

  1. I hope your day was better than yesterday and that someone helped with the delivery of food to the family. I hope, too, the little Mum is doing better. Ya know, Celi, it isn’t any wonder that Boo is such a great caregiver to Marmalade. You’ve provided him with one heckuva good example. 🙂

  2. Dear Celi, I too missed your post yesterday!! What a terrible event! I am so glad that you and your family are okay (aside from the nasty fall!). The way you wrote about the storm was truly fantastic, btw. Take good, smart care of yourself, which I hope also includes delegating farmy chores to others 🙂 I seem to be missing out on vital information about this family you are helping out? All the very best to everyone over there…

  3. Dear Celi, I hope you are on a quick mend. I know that no injury or problem can hold you down as you are a little super woman. However, tailbone injuries can really knock you down a few notches. Ice and some ibuprofen or something maybe even a little stronger might be friend for a few days. Be good to yourself as your road to recovery is dependant upon it. If you ever need to chat just shoot me an email. Virtual hugs coming your way from my “standing computer station”… BAM

  4. What a good memory you have, Celi.yes, my husband is an artist. He does sit most of the time he paints which is much less painful. Anyway, from the fellowship ivelearned that a broken tailbone takes a long time to heal. That is AWFUL. I guess there is no cure but time. I hope the Motrin works for you. And your philosophy of relaxing the body helps the healing seems sound.
    This summer I fell onthe sidewalk for no reason at all. I was lucky I didn’t break a hip. Instead I got the blackest bruise on my butt the size of a bread and butter plate and a deep cut in my hand that got infected.

  5. I’ve been “off” a few days, and forgot about your fall. I hope by the time I’m caught up on reading your posts you’ll be moving around much better.

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