Safely home and back at work today and with an unwanted souvenir of my NZ ski holiday - a fractured right fibula. What my local advisers (!) had confidently diagnosed as a sprain has turned out under x-Ray to be a fracture at the base of the bone near the ankle. I sheepishly confessed to the doctor that I had skied on it after a week of RICE treatment who seems quite unconcerned with my ability to work without walking.
Well, I have survived the first day back at school. Tess chauffeured me, as she will until she leaves for her trip, and the kids were touchingly concerned. I suspect I will get better at hobbling around on crutches as time goes by. I have 5 weeks to learn.
I think my broken leg is the first fracture in my family. I hope our obviously strong bones will mend cleanly.
Bye for now,
Rob Vines
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