
7 weeks on from the accident, and continue to make progress, last week went from using a zimmer frame to crutches, may not seem much, but it results in a lot more mobility for me, also, I'm can drive my car for the first time, only allowed a few minutes each day for now, but the wonderful feeling of a bit of Independence this gives you you can't put a price on, being able to pop down the library or the shops without relying on others is great. And being able to whizz around Sainsburys on one of their electric buggies is a real treat
Starting to think about taking a few snaps again after not using the camera since the accident, I think when you are on a cocktail of different drugs, severely limited mobility it doesn't kind of go with thinking through a photoshoot. Anyway, my mobility has increased although it will be around another 6 weeks before I'm totally mobile, the amount of medication I take has reduced dramatically, so apart from the Warfarin, I've managed to dump the painkillers and sleeping tablets, consequently my brain is not so fuzzy wuzzy, hopefully more amenable to some creative photography (stop sniggering at the back)
So all in all, not doing too badly![]()
Continue to make progress, little by little and day by day, had my stitches (staples) taken out the other day , district nurse with a pair of wire snips made it a painful experience:bang:, but it's a good clean ,pink, healthy operation scar. Had a setback the other day, my right calf muscles started to tighten, called the GP, who sent me for a ultrasound scan, consequently they found a blood clot at the top of my thigh, so now on warfarin, so need to be extra careful not to cut myself. Although its been a setback, and knocked me for six more mentally than physically, my cup is usually half full, I'm back thinking positively, and doing exactly what the physios are suggesting .
This morning had my first proper bath since my injury, absolute ,decadent ,luxurious bliss, after the bath a bacon sandwich and a mug of tea, life doesn't get much better![]()

Never ever ever has a bath felt so nice. I could have bathed in a manky cattle trough and it would have been lovely. 


Not bad at all Les. ...my now old mum broke here pelvis in her twenties, thrown from a horse onto a granite slab, shatter!! ... so fifties ish medical care I guess, but compared to you she was in full traction for six months, then she went home to rehabilitate.
Daft thought, but who'd have thought you where better breaking it now than you would have been as a young man!![]()
Good luck Ken, and don't forget to do exactly what the physios tell youJust got back from specialist who has put me down for a knee replacement, so guess I'm going to have a down period also but not as serious as your's.
Take care,
Ken
So sorry to hear about this, and no criticism from me Les, I've been there and done stupid things, just been lucky enough to have got away with it, damn bad luck that you didn't. Hope the recovery goes real well and is quick. Its good to read that your getting mobile again, keep up the good work, and no more climbing![]()
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apologies for the late comment to this thread - I remember only too well that first bath after 8 weeks with both legs in plaster up to the knees.......
Was awesome. Never ever ever has a bath felt so nice. I could have bathed in a manky cattle trough and it would have been lovely.
Here's hoping to a full recovery.
Edit: Oh and a cracking "special" title.....

Good luck Ken, and don't forget to do exactly what the physios tell you![]()

I once saw a guy on the roof of his house, he must have been 20 stone, walking along the apex then he lay down over the edge of the gable end and started painting the fascia boards,, I've never seen anything like it
A couple of weeks ago I walked out of my front door , a voice said hello Darren , I looked around then my neighbour said up here, I looked up and he was stood on the apex of the roof with a foot either side fixing an aerial to the roof
If he'd lost his balance and fallen forward,instant death, crazy
Well a year on, and I've totally reclaimed my life back, doing everything I did before the accident, I reckon I'm around 95% fit, I know I'll never be able to climb any of Yorkshires 3 peaks again, but I've done that so many times, it's no hardship, and bending down to tie my right shoelace results in a few grunts and groans, but manageable.
My cup is generally half full, so I've continued to be positive about my progress, and the way I look at it, I've managed 60 years without any major mishap (more through good luck than good fortune), plus, I realise if I happened to land on my head, I could have been dead , or on my back, I could have ended up in a wheelchair, so although my pelvis was a right mash-up, I was fixable.
And sometimes we take our hobbies so lightly, it made me realise just how important photography is . The first time I was able to hobble (on my zimmer frame) and sit on a bench next to the river and just snap away at gulls, ducks, pigeons etc, was pure pleasure, you just couldn't put a price on it.
And I've managed to climb (a well secured) ladder again
So thanks for those kind words everyone, particularly the encouragement, it is genuinely appreciated.


