Call this a gross overgeneralisation if you must, but docotors are useless.
I went to the hospital and had my cast taken off today. The doctor got me to sit on the bed and roll up my trouser leg. He said, “can you bend it”. “I said I haven’t tried yet”. The he said, “hmmm I’ll go and look for you x-rays.” Then he came back about 10 minutes later, without the x-rays and touched my leg a bit, like for about 5 seconds and said, I’ll get you a brace. He came back with the brace and said “I am not sure how to put this on so you’ll have to come back on Friday to get someone to do it.” “Also I am not sure about your injuy so you’ll have to come back in 2 weeks (!) to see a specialist.” Great. This guy was a complete moron. The brace is covered with velcro and hurts my legs and slides down all the time so I am abandoning it. I can’t bend my knee much at the moment and the doctor said it wasn’t a good idea, but what does he know?




While I have the opportunity (broken leg) I am clearing out all my old media. This is a picture of Tim and Phebe’s cat. It is jumping up at the door (about 4 foot high) to be let in. It disappeared recently along withg 2 other cats from the same road. Catnappers, like in the aristocats. This seems to happen about once a year – their cats disappear. I am not sure if it’s becasue they get killed, stolen or they run away because they don’t like it.
