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Thanks both of you. I'm recovering nicely now.

The cold wasn't just a cold. I had this awful relentless cough. I'd been downing cough mixture of all sorts for days and nothing soothed it! I couldn't sleep and my ribs hurt so much so I went to the docs found it wasn't a cough but an ear infection. Two days into the antibiotics for that, I developed conjunctivitis. I was a right wreck and felt very sorry for myself.

Well, eyes don't resemble Rosemary's baby's anymore and I can see. The cough's gone and the ear is on the mend. Strangely enough, I don't know if it was the coughing or if it would have happened anyway, but, my other injuries have improved really quickly! I just have the nagging ache in my one arm that changes to and from the strange feeling of a football game of ants running up and down my arm, numb palms and numb little fingers. I'm quite pleased about that. It took almost three years to get to that stage from my orignal injury.

I'm really drained now though

David Mitchell's Mom wrote: I'm really drained now though

I'm not surprised!

Getting off the train today, I fumbled blindly about in my sports bag for my brolly. The only trouble was, I ended up grabbing something sharp instead - the blade of my Mach 3 razor (which had been skulking furtively in there). The result was a three-stripped gash on the index finger of my right hand. It wasn't serious or anything but the stupid thing wouldn't stop bleeding, which considerably hampered my efforts to buy the new pair of trainers I'd set out for - it's a bit hard to pick out some footwear to try on when your finger's dripping blood all over the shop!

My story has a happy ending though: eventually I managed to stem the flow, get hold of a plaster and then picked up a nifty pair of Airwalks for £19.99 (70% off the R.R.P. price). The finger's still in place too - ergo I win!

Hughesy wrote:My story has a happy ending though: eventually I managed to stem the flow, get hold of a plaster and then picked up a nifty pair of Airwalks for £19.99 (70% off the R.R.P. price). The finger's still in place too - ergo I win!

yesss! you stick it to the man!

even if the man in this case was an earlier you who left a razor in your bag

this morning i managed to poke myself in the eye with my thumb. it was sore for about 10 mins. not recommended!

tanya wrote:yesss! you stick it to the man!

even if the man in this case was an earlier you who left a razor in your bag

If 'it' is the plaster and I'm the man then yes, I definitely stuck it to the man!

I currently have bruises and scratches up my legs, and scrapes and scars on my hands with no idea of how any of them got there, so I'm unable to contribute much to this thread.


You lot are all in the wars though, eh?

It's taken a while for the penny to drop, but, I have now realised that when windows asks me if I want it to remember my password, it's because I've made an error typing and my password is incorrect.

It's been a while since I had anything to report, thankfully, but last week I did manage to burn my mid section while ironing. How did I do that? I usually do my ironing in my undies and was distracted watching the TV.

I have a lovely horizontal brown stripe just to the side of my belly button. I've had one or two just like it in the past. It hasn't started a craze though

I was putting an almost full 4 pint bottle of milk back into the fridge the other day and it slipped out of my hand somehow...the bottle split almost in half along the seam part as it landed on the floor and milk went everywhere...all over the floor, up the cupboard doors, on the kitchen chairs, everywhere...it was a bit of a mess

Ooh, nasty! There's nothing worse than the lingering smell of spilt milk


I forgot to mention the other week that I fell in mud. I was busy chatting to someone whilst walking through the woods and I forgot to go the safe way. So I slipped down a precarious muddy bank, but luckily landed on my back, with the mud missing my trousers and only being all over my easily wipeable waterproof jacket. Phew!

I fell off my chair last night
...and I wasn't even drunk...

I was here in this very spot, sat on my computer chair (which I put together myself, but that's not why I fell off...it didn't break )
I'm not actually sure how it happened
I leaned in my chair and it sort of rolled on its wheels and tipped somehow so that I ended up sat on the floor with my inner upper arm impaled on the end of the arm of the chair...which kind of hurt!!
I did laugh though cos one of my kids came in just as it happened and didn't even comment at first, like it was perfectly normal for mum to throw herself off a chair and onto the floor
Anyway I could see a big bruise forming on my arm already as soon as I did it so I whacked an ice pack on it and that did the trick. My arm's a bit achey today but there's no bruise.
I'm just glad it wasn't something I did in public

Hughesy wrote:

David Mitchell's Mom wrote: I'm really drained now though

I'm not surprised!

Getting off the train today, I fumbled blindly about in my sports bag for my brolly. The only trouble was, I ended up grabbing something sharp instead - the blade of my Mach 3 razor (which had been skulking furtively in there). The result was a three-stripped gash on the index finger of my right hand. It wasn't serious or anything but the stupid thing wouldn't stop bleeding, which considerably hampered my efforts to buy the new pair of trainers I'd set out for - it's a bit hard to pick out some footwear to try on when your finger's dripping blood all over the shop!

My story has a happy ending though: eventually I managed to stem the flow, get hold of a plaster and then picked up a nifty pair of Airwalks for £19.99 (70% off the R.R.P. price). The finger's still in place too - ergo I win!

i done exactly the same thing years ago, snag was i was waiting for a girl to knock to go on a date so when she did it was kaos, finger wouldnt stop bleeding etc, she thought i was a maniac....

Yesterday I broke the plastic handle off of the washing machine door - with washing inside (I may have been slightly impatient and tried to open it before it had released the lock ) and today I stuck my hand into the kitchen drawer only to find that I'd left the clingfilm box blade upwards and sliced the back of my thumb open! It's not been a good week!

I'm quite pleased that I cooked the whole Christmas dinner and only burnt myself 3 times! Once when I tipped the sprouts into a pan of boiling water and the splashback hit my nose, once when I forgot to wear oven gloves when turning round a pyrex dish just out from under the grill, and once when the teatowel slipped when I was opening the inner oven door.
I have a burn on each hand - very neat! (I especially like the one which has the pattern of a screw thread and screw head burnt into my finger!)

I'd been thinking that I'd got through the festive period unscathed and then last night (we're staying with my other half's parents for New Year) I managed to be standing in the wrong position when cleaning my teeth and headbutted the glass toothbrush mug thing. The glass is undamaged, but I have a nice cut at the inner edge of my right eyebrow which really hurts if I frown or raise my eyebrow - no Roger Moore impressions for me!

I'm pleased to report an act of clumsiness that left me with no injury.

I tripped on a mat in my kitchen, sent the mat flying accross the kitchen floor to slam into the kickboard under one set of kitchen cupboards knocking the kickboard out. This would be the same kickboard that would not budge when I tryed to remove it to lay new floor tiles