Flobean's Op

So as you know, if you have read my previous blog post, I am having an operation tomorrow to take the pins out of my right arm. However, I am not the only one in the family having an operation this week. On Thursday one of my cats, Flobean, is getting spayed (this is also known as neutering and it is an operation which will prevent her from going on heat and getting pregnant). This is extremely good because it means I will be able to get some sleep on a night, rather than be kept awake by her yowling and meowing. It also means we can allow Flobean to venture outside and get some fresh air, without coming back with a belly full of kittens. Hopefully, her operation will be successful and after a few days recovery Flobean and Kazabella will be able to go out together and roam around our village’s streets.  

Anyway I must retire to bed extra early as I am due at the hospital for 7am and it is a long drive away. I am also not allowed to eat or drink now until after my op. I made sure I filled up this teatime on with my homemade cheesecake…mmm.

Just Another Operation

It has been roughly 3 months on after breaking my arms and its operation time again.

I found out by post that I will be getting my second operation next Wednesday (29th) at 7am!! I'm going to be tired out even before the operation, since I am NOT an early riser. In the operation the pins in my right elbow are going to be taken out, while the pins in my left arm are going to be kept in until later in the year. Hopefully, I will be able to keep my pins to show my friends, and my science teacher is especially excited to see them.

My mum will be staying with me again, even though it will be her birthday on the 30th. This means she might be celebrating her birthday in hospital with me if I have to stay over.

Overall, my feelings on my operation are that I'm slightly nervous, but mainly excited to be getting my pins out of my right elbow. Last week I accidentally banged my elbow on my desk and my pin poked out at bit and started bleeding! Not only am I looking forward to getting the pins out but it means I get a few days off school too!

Visiting The Penshaw Monument

Yesterday I visited The Penshaw monument with my family, and my sister and I did the Easter trail there too. The weather was absolutely beautiful and we even took our dog, Sorrel. We decided to go because my parents are planning to do a half marathon (13.1 miles) there and they wanted to check out the course.

On the Easter trail we had to look for egg shaped wood with letters on them, which were hanging in the trees and bushes. There were six altogether and they spelt out the word CHICKS. To claim our prize (a Cadbury egghead) Anya and I had to go to the registering tent and tell them the word we found.  We were also given a booklet of ‘50 things to do before your 11 and ¾’. This slightly offended me, as I am 14 years old (nearly 15).

Walking around the trail was very fun and we got to see the wildlife as well. My dad spotted a large, brown hare running through the forest and there were plenty of birds (and midges) too.

Afterwards we sat on The Penshaw monument for our lunch, while getting eaten alive by the many midges. I would recommend going out for a family walk and taking a visit to The Penshaw monument. You can even go up the monument by climbing a spiral staircase inside one of the pillars for £5. £5 is a lot but the view from the top is definitely worth it.

To conclude our family outing we stopped off at the nearby Nike store, since my sister was in desperate need of some new trainers. We left with a pair of black, leopard print trainers for Anya, a mint green top for mum and I purchased a zip up hoodie, also in mint green.  I would say that yesterday was a day well spent.

Me failing at holding The Penshaw Monument 

Mint Collection

Getting Back On

Today I decided it was time to get back on the trampoline. With the sun shining and a slight breeze, I helped my mum and dad put our garden trampoline up (actually… I just watched them do it).

To stop me from getting over excited or tempted to pull any tricks my mum decided not to put the safety net around it. This has put me off, but I’m still not ready to do anything even if I were allowed.

Once it was up and ready I cautiously climbed on. My heart was racing. At first I was too scared to start bouncing, so I laid down and sunbathed on the trampoline instead. The sun was incredibly hot and multiplied my nerves.

When I stood up my head felt dizzy but I found it difficult to resist a bit of jumping. I could see over the rotting garden fence and below in the garden three little bunnies running wild; chasing each other playfully, while Kazabella patrolled the area. I continued bouncing until my legs were tired out.

Currently, I am sat on my trampoline relaxing and munching on my chocolate Easter eggs. Happy Easter!

Life Now

Sorry I haven’t posted for a while, but I will start to post more regularly.

So far I have had both of my pots removed. My left cast was replaced with a half one, which I had to wear for 3 weeks. Since then I have had no casts on my right arm (yay).  Both my cats, Flobean and Kazabella, particularly liked that cast and even used it as a scratching post.

Now I have a removable cast for my left arm. Its like a normal cast but it is softer and has a cut down the middle where I can pull my arm out. To keep it on there is Velcro wrapped around it. Unfortunately, when I wear it my clothes get all clicked off the scratchy Velcro. Also, my arms are like hairy apes arms but apparently this is the norm.

I still haven’t had any physiotherapy for my arms yet, but I am due to go back to the hospital next week. 

What I am most happy about is that my arms are finally free because now I don’t have to go into the bath wearing 2 huge bags on my arms (I felt a bit like the BigHero6 character).

However, I don’t have anything to protect my arms and my pins stick out slightly so I am always scared of getting them bumped or knocked. There has already been an incident in school when I was stood watching in P.E. They were playing bench ball, the second most violent ball game (first comes netball) and everyone was caught up in the heat of the game and then the ball started rolling in my direction. Before I knew it I was being squashed and flattened against the wall by a couple of boisterous boys. I immediately felt a rush of pain to my right elbow. Once the ball had been retrieved from under my feet I was left gasping for air. My elbow was in agony and it was already bruising. It didn’t help that they had been a pair of fat lads.

But just how thoughtless and careless it was of them to ram into me! When the lesson was over I stormed off to the school office and called my mum to pick me up. My arm felt like it was burning and I was sure my pins had been knocked.

Luckily, I found out later that they hadn’t, but I was still in pain.

I really don’t know why, but I seem to be a target for getting hurt. I’m slowly getting better, just with a lot of bruising along the way.

Me, wearing my neon yellow cast, sitting next to my cat, Flobean.

Car Crash Confusion

On Thursday I awoke to snow covered paths and sheets of freezing cold ice covering the roads. I had to travel to school in the car, as I was unable to manage on the bus just yet. While turning a bend the car skidded on the ice and we lost control of the car. We ended up crashing into and running over 2 poles and we were left hanging over a ditch with a steep drop off into the beck.

Further up the road was another car on its side. There was no one in it but there was a police car beside it.

I texted my friends that we had crashed and weren’t coming into school.

Luckily our neighbour was driving past and offered to take my sister and I home, while my mum called to get the car towed. When the tow truck came it turned out it was the wrong type and another had to be sent out.

When all at home we received a worried call from one of my teachers. Apparently, my classmates had told her that we were in a car crash and that we were in the car on its side. People must have assumed that that was the car we were in since they had seen it as they went past it on the bus to school.

I decided to wait till the next Monday until I went back to school.

At school people talked about how unlucky my family and I had been and I agree. We have been quite unlucky but that won’t get me down.