I suppose I could call this one “tulip in the rain”. It seems to be protecting itself.
I suppose I could call this one “tulip in the rain”. It seems to be protecting itself.
A viaduct seen on a trip to Schaffhausen
Romford Church, England
Unfortunately the days have gone when you had a plaster cast after breaking a limb, but even today there are advantages. I wrote this piece 10 years ago after breaking my arm on a visit to London. I was in hospital for a few days and managed to catch my return flight back to Switzerland, even with a broken arm.
The x-ray photos are from the second time I broke my arm, as the british hospital did not give me any x-rays of my first breakage. The first breakage was “only” fixed with metal pieces which have been removed in the meantime, the second breakage had eight screws.
So now you have your first broken arm. Using this practical broken arm instruction booklet, I am sure you will find that you can even have fun with it.
You have now arrived home from the hospital and are back to normal every day life. Do not forget, in hospital you were the Queen – your wishes were cared for. To have your needs attended to at home, a certain plan must be executed. You have to ensure that you remain the centre of attention. Please read the instructions carefully and you will have no problems.
1. Do not put too much pressure on the arm when it has been freshly repaired. It could lead to further complications. Remember to complain that you cannot do what you usually do. You will find this has untold advantages. No more ironing, cleaning windows, carrying heavy baskets full of washing and above all you get tons of sympathy. Someone will help so enjoy it while you can.
2. With time you will find that movement will gradually return to the arm, you will be sent to a physiotherapist. He will tell you the exercises to do with the arm to bring back into movement. It might be that you partner is rather shocked when he sees you with an arm hanging loosely whilst rotating it on its own axis; just a normal exercise. Astonishment will probably arise when you raise both arms in the air above your head for no apparent reason. Your partner might think you have joined perhaps a druid club worshipping the sun. We know why we do it and your partner is probably in the unfortunate position that he has never broken an arm.
3. Don’t worry about the long designer scar you have left from the treatment. Scars are always a source of interest at any gathering. Look forward to your first party and wear a sleeveless dress. You will be the centre of attention. Questions such as “What happened?” or remarks “That looks terrible, I am sure you went through a lot of pain” are always a reason for feeling important.
4. A disadvantage with modern treatment is that plaster is no longer applied. Everything being tied together with wire and steel plates, it has just lost its use. Gone are the days when you could collect signatures on the plaster cast, but it has advantages. If you broke your arm in summer, then you can maintain an even sun tan. With plaster you were condemned to having a white arm throughout the year.
5. You are forced to sleep on your back, but do not worry. It is time for revenge on your partner who may keep you from sleep with his nocturnal noises. Now you will begin to snore, have weird dreams and keep everyone from sleep. Do not worry about not getting enough sleep, if you do things according to this manual, you will be sleeping during the day whilst the others are doing your work.
6. Cooking: this deserves a paragraph to itself. You are unable to use one of your arms, this is a great disadvantage, but can also be an advantage. You are no longer able to cook your favourite foods to your own taste, but you are in charge. You will be giving the orders. Think back to the days when you cooked a meal and there was perhaps not enough salt in the potatoes, the meat was tough or the vegetable was not cooked to perfection. You have the chance to take revenge. Complain when you can. Towards the end of the resting time, start praising. Say how wonderful he can cook and with luck, his ego will be so satisfied that in future he will enjoy taking over some of the kitchen chores.
7. Avoid leaving the house on your own. This should not be difficult. Through your accident, you will find that you will probably not be allowed out on your own “in case something happens”. No longer shopping excursions to hunt for food on your own, they will be shared with someone. You cannot drive a car (another advantage – you now have a chauffeur) so enjoy it. Whilst someone else is hunting for provisions, take your time, show the shop assistant and colleagues your scar and have fun telling them what happened. You have someone that is running around in the shop for you, hunting for food.
8. All good things come to an end. One day after half a year probably, you will find that your arm is now operating again with satisfaction. You can carry heavy loads, enjoy your housewife hobbies and perhaps even work over the garden. Our advice is, do not overdo it. Take your time with the recovery and perhaps, who knows, there might be things that never recover. To sum things up, make the most of it. You are someone, you have something that no-one else has, enjoy it.
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A flapjack, a kalanchoe species: I saw it and decided it was just the thing for me. Anything with the name kalanchoe appeals to me: the wonderful succulents that seem to be permanently producing little flowers and can almost live forever. The label in the store said kalanchoe, on the pot the name “flapjack” is embellished, so I was sure it would be a winner.
I had it outside during the Summer as it seems they like the sun, but not too much. Now it is spending the Winter days inside. It is known to be a slow grower. The name flapjack is probably because of the red rimmed large leaves. It is not a very thirsty plant, just some water once a week to make sure it does not dry out.
My dreams of flowers have remained dreams. Apparently one day, with good treatment and conditions, it will flower with a stalk growing over a meter tall. After this burst of energy it will collapse and die leaving its little baby plants behind that afterwards will grow if replanted.
In the meanwhile I watch it grow. The smallest leaves in the middle have grown a little, but there is no rush. I love this plant. It might not be as flowering friendly as its cousins, but it takes its time: no stress and no hurry.
When you live in a beautiful place it is difficult to decide which photo is a beautiful view. This shows the first chain of the Jura mountains looking North from our village of Feldbrunnen in Switzerland.
And how could I not show this wonderful view of the Bernese Alps looking South. So let me introduce you from left to right: Eiger, Mönch and Jungfrau. They look near enough to touch on a clear day, but it would be approximately 2 hours on the motorway.
Another one of my morning posts, written the evening before. What fun we have with computers shifting time just to please us. I took this photo at the unearthly time of 7.00 a.m. which is half an hour earlier than normal. The sky certainly has an interesting mood so early in the morning. It was all part of the dental task this morning. Having to be there at 9,00 I needed the extra half an hour. However everything ran more or less smoothly and I dropped Mr. Swiss off at the dentist in time. I then returned home and began the morning housework, waiting for the telephone summons to pick up Mr. Swiss. I was finished with my work early and still no phone call.
Generally I clean the doors on Monday morning (just half an hour work, no problem) so decided to risk it and do it whilst still no Mr. Swiss. I was just on the finishing touches when the phone rang. He had survived and I could pick him up.
I had a small problem on the way. This is our local train approaching the top of the hill and I was waiting in my car to go. One car after the other continued and it was my turn. Unfortunately there is a small problem with the lights. It can be that you have crossed the white line to go further and the light changes to red behind you. Of course you do not realise this, and this was my situation this morning. The local train is actually god and no-one disobeys it and this train was getting nearer and I was trying to squeeze my car away from the railway lines when suddenly god (the train) stopped. I had done the impossible. I had forced the train to stop. I looked up at the driver high on his seat and he waved me on. He had stopped the train to allow me to pass. Of course I waved back as a sign of gratitude, thinking how embarrassing.
When I arrived at the meeting point for Mr. Swiss I wanted to let him know I was there, as he waits in the dentist surgery until he gets my call and yes, I had forgotten my telephone at home. I parked the car and hobbled towards the surgery with my stick and as luck would have it Mr. Swiss was already walking towards me (also with his stick), so no problems.
This afternoon I was off shopping and collected with various medicines in the chemists shop for Mr. Swiss.
Tomorrow morning, a repeat performance, but it will not be so long. I also have the cleaning lady tomorrow, so will fit her in whilst I circulate in the traffic for Mr. Swiss. Same routine as today, but not such a long appointment. All going well, I should even serve up a lunch at midday. My next drama will be Thursday afternoon when I have to get my summer tyres changed to winter.
And so I wish you all a good day no stress and take it easy (easier said than done) and here is a photo taken outside this evening. As it was only with my mobile camera, the quality is not so good but it makes a change from the sunny blue morning skies.
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