Ok, I’ve been a bit quieter than usual lately here, but I have had reason to be. On Monday of last week in the early evening, I missed the top step of our stairs at home, pictured here. Although I usually use a walking stick, or hold the hand rails when I am out, often I forget to do both at home as feel more relaxed and safer in my own surroundings.
During this unexpected but speedy trip down the stairs, I was also holding Mr Boris, as he was meant to be going into his cage to go to the cattery, to be cared for during our trip to Singapore.
Alas, we both fell (or rather, flew) down to the bottom, including me crashing into the wall resulting in significant damage to the wall, and knocking out the freezer power point plug out on the opposite wall in the kitchen, which we discovered the next day, only because the freezer was not working.
Of course, we cancelled our flights, advised my colleagues in Singapore who had invited me and were hosting the events, and also I posted it on Facebook, as it was the quickest way to let people expecting to see me at the events know why I was not coming.
The fall resulted in concussion, a trip to the doctor, and eventually a lot of swelling ad bruising, increased pain, and also needing new glasses. I suspect the cat and my BUB are both experiencing a mild form of PTSD over it. It has definitely unnerved me, and we are seriously now talking about real plans to remove the danger, and move our bedroom downstairs!
Following on from this unplanned stunt trick, on Thursday of last week, soon after a check up with my general practitioner Dr Barrett, I returned to his surgery because a deep purple rash had appeared and was spreading on my lower limbs; it had not been there an hour before. After realising my temperature had also spiked, the doctor sent me into the now old Royal Adelaide Hospital with a suspected meningococcal disease. This is definitely a queue jumper condition!!
After three days as an inpatient being treated as if it was a positive meningococcal disease, tucked away in isolation, the final tests results confirmed it was not MD and I was discharged, but had to go back to the new hospital later this week after it had opened, for more tests to follow up on what is causing what has been described as an “idiopathic vasculitis”.
The dramas of health issues and getting old seem to be catching up with me, but I definitely recommend not adding falling down a full flight of stairs to your bucket list!