I recently spent my first ever night in hospital after falling off my bike and injuring somewhere very delicate...
Why is it the nurses in A&E are lovely to you, then when you are enticed onto the ward they turn into your mother when you were 3 years old? They toss and turn you around, wake you up at 3am and open the curtains when you are only half dressed while screaming 'have you gone to the toilet yet?'
Ahhh! Should I have? Why is that important? When can I go home?
Anyway - I managed to escape, I should all be healed in 3-4 weeks and it no longer hurts to sit down so that's good.
I was just thinking I should send you a text and see how you're doing. Glad to hear things are improving.
It was sad that you couldn't make it to the stag/hen thing, but you were certainly in all our minds. We told the stripper about your injury - it made her wince.