Far be it for me to be a hyperchon...hypokon...er...moan about being ill, but when I was demolishing the old timber greenhouse, (see Growster's GH disaster foundations etc passim), the last high piece came down a bit quick, and I must have hoiked the old joint more than somewhat, as it's been giving me gyp for five weeks now!
Of course, from then on, it didn't help in having to carry the demolished bits around the side of the house, chop down a twelve ft high pergola behind it all, and cut the hedge down to four ft, carry the new GH to the site, dig it out and level it all, lay the new 9" thick concrete foundation blocks along the side elevations, build the new GH, carry the glass over (with Mrs G steering) and fix it all, barrow the sand round from the front and spread it. Lay seventy-five paving slabs and twelve large concrete blocks in all directions, and have to do an extra long mow down at the 'Patch', (man-powered petrol mower) as the grass was beginning to get beyond a joke, and finally planting out two hundred and twelve leeks on Sunday!
So by Monday, the old joint had seized up completely, and all manner of exercises hadn't freed it at all, so a quick dive into the Doc's and a few super-violent painkillers, and all is well thank goodness. Mrs S has been doing all the normal work, which I should have been doing, but then she's like that!
There are so many healing exercises on the net, that it would take about three months to complete them all, but I did find a super extra one yesterday...
Hoeing! Perfick!
I can't read the text for some reason. Is there something wrong with this post ?
ReplyDeleteI gather an appropriate response would be Yeeowch!
Hope it's easily treatable.
Thanks Elecs, sorted now!
ReplyDeleteThe short answer is yes, it's an old scrote problem, and a physio response clears it up!
But 'Yeeowch' is 'the' word on occasions...
good luck with all that, Scrobs
ReplyDeleteit's a while since I heard tell of a graunching
I have me old graunching-irons somewhere in the gun-room ... for burglars and such, you know
I reckon I've another winter or two of outside work left in me and then that's it as my knees etc are singing a rather mournful song, this getting old is shite!
ReplyDeleteThank you for that, Nick!
ReplyDeleteIt must have been about eight years since the last graunching of the same shoulder, as I found the exercise sheet which had been given to me by the stunningly pretty physio lass in a crisp white uniform which rustled as I held...
You've got ages to go yet, Thud!
ReplyDeleteBut yes, winter work should be inside near a roaring fire and a bottle of Chateau de Armchair...
Oh dear, poor {insert ageist supposition here} you.
ReplyDeleteMy doc keeps telling me to exercise, but I keep telling him that exercise is bad for folk. Proof? I don't suffer from tennis elbow, screwed up hip joints, cricked back, slipped discs, torn ligaments, sprained ankles etc. Why? Because I devoutly keep away from all these nasty activities like tennis, golf etc that might cause them.
Anyway, much gladness to hear you are better - and thank goodness you did not damage your typing finger!
My son fell off his bike last week and now has his wrist in a brace and arm in a sling. I told him, but would he listen???
Hope you're feeling better soon x
ReplyDeletebutterfly kisses from Pip xxx
Oh, it's getting better Reevers, thank you!
ReplyDeleteI've never been given a pain killer so effective though, it worked within hours! Amazing what they can do these days...
And yes, it is my drinking arm too, so it had better get better pdq!
That's lovely of you Pips, I felt 'em all the way down from where you live!
ReplyDeleteIn other news: I haven't time to do a blog post as my baby's poorly but have a look at this - benefits stopped for attending a job interview:
ReplyDeletehttp://notinthepink.com/2013/06/23/this-is-your-government/
suggested Pip
I chopped down a tree today.
ReplyDeleteGot it all in the Mondeo. It wasn't a small tree btw.
F****ng good cars those. The only thing graunching was the tree !
I rule !!!
Pips, I can't get the link to work somehow, but from the title, I think I know where you're coming from!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a few lines from a song by Nine Inch Nails, Elecs...
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