Man of Honour
- Joined
- 29 Mar 2003
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- Stoke on Trent
I'm feeling a bit down at the moment because this weekend I've turned a corner and realise that I'm getting old.
I've often heard the phrase 'It takes longer to heal when you're older' but I'm now realising it.
I'm even looking at my first day off from work tomorrow since September 1988 because I can hardly move.
On Friday I left work and walking outside our building I slipped on something and did an 'old man trying to keep his balance' routine but ended up falling forward like an old tree.
Usually in these situations you would jump up because of embarassment but I hit the floor with so much force that I was unable to move for a good 3 minutes.
I work in a place with 7000 staff, 1200 Nurses, 1000 Doctors and about 100 ambulances but not one person came past me in that time and I really needed help.
I eventually got up and my left hand was covered in blood and both my coat and trousers were ripped.
Blood was coming from my right elbow and knee plus bad pain where I'd fell into my keys.
I got home, cleaned up and had to ask my bass player to pick me up for our gig where I got drunk to get me through the evening.
I woke up Saturday morning with pain coming from every limb and today is just as bad but I'd thought I'd be OK by now and be able to shrug it off.
I'm just feeling sorry for myself so have some sympathy and just want you all to know that one day this will be you.
Cool story Grandad.
I've often heard the phrase 'It takes longer to heal when you're older' but I'm now realising it.
I'm even looking at my first day off from work tomorrow since September 1988 because I can hardly move.
On Friday I left work and walking outside our building I slipped on something and did an 'old man trying to keep his balance' routine but ended up falling forward like an old tree.
Usually in these situations you would jump up because of embarassment but I hit the floor with so much force that I was unable to move for a good 3 minutes.
I work in a place with 7000 staff, 1200 Nurses, 1000 Doctors and about 100 ambulances but not one person came past me in that time and I really needed help.
I eventually got up and my left hand was covered in blood and both my coat and trousers were ripped.
Blood was coming from my right elbow and knee plus bad pain where I'd fell into my keys.
I got home, cleaned up and had to ask my bass player to pick me up for our gig where I got drunk to get me through the evening.
I woke up Saturday morning with pain coming from every limb and today is just as bad but I'd thought I'd be OK by now and be able to shrug it off.
I'm just feeling sorry for myself so have some sympathy and just want you all to know that one day this will be you.
Cool story Grandad.