Good morning from a still dry, but much milder Bristol.
Mick, there are two types of prostate enlargement; it seems that you have the one that one “die ps with”, i.e. to dangerous, rather than the one DH had, which one “dies of”, and is cancerous. Good luck.
Yesterday was going well for me until… I went to the next village to the library before getting my new glasses in “town”. As I walked down the horrible hill, my left ankle suddenly gave way, twisted inwards and threw me down. I picked myself up and limped the other 10 minutes to the library. Uncomfortable, but my grazed knee was more painful, and my annoyance at my wrecked African print trousers was too!
While waiting to catch the bus for my glasses, I looked down at my sore ankle and realised it was hugely swollen. Bummer! Got off the bus, went to Boots for a compression bandage and some platers, patched myself up and got my new glasses.
Once returned home, limping, I just sat with my elevated foot for as much as possible, got cold compresses, and rested according to instructions..
It is hardly painful, just background, unless I move around when it is uncomfortable, but tolerable. I’m plastering it with Arnica whenever I think about it, which seems to be doing the job.
I had a pretty good night considering.
I’m meeting my FAB friend for coffee this morning. I’ll take it easy re. walking. The afternoon is free.
May you all have a good day, happy weekend, especially those in sick bay. Carpediem 🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩
