I was taken directly to Kingston Hospital by John’s mom, Carole, who came to pick me up, my saviour! I then had several hours of waiting in A&E, so much fun. After I eventually saw the doctor I was given some pain relief which made me a bit more comfortable but still felt as if I was hit by a truck. A few x-rays later I was bandaged up, given a sling and sent home. Bed rest and lots of being looked after, I can do that, for the next few weeks.
So going forward, to keep up some of my fitness I have started to walk, no not stroll or meander… but walk. It is like power-walking but without the arms. Minimum 2hrs I have been doing almost everyday and of course being the triathlete that I am, I am trying to better my time. I know..its not a race… but I do find throwing the competitive edge in makes me work a bit harder.
I know I will have many more falls in my athletic future, I just hope they all end up as easily fixable as this one was.