So, I left off the last post after a consultant of some kind had diligently bestowed surgical information on me. I very quickly decided that surgery was a much better option than having an enormous cumbersome cast on my leg for three months. What happened next? Well, that’s a good question. My parents and partner…
I’ll take a much-needed step away from blogging consistently about my miserable mental health for once, and instead delight all of your senses with a thorough account of my recent spectacular leg break and subsequent hospital stay. It’s nice to change things up every now and then, no? Alright, so let’s get right into it….