I was in London 4 weeks ago and was visting the new shopping experience at Stratford City. I was walking down some steps and had baggy trousers on, arms full of bags and had a stupid accident which I thought nothing more of until I couldn’t put up with the pain anymore.
I went to the hospital in Turkey and was examined by the doctor who pressed down on my knee, I actually thought I was going to pass out! I was told I needed an MR scan. I went home and thought nothing more until I was laying in the scan machine crying and shaking from being so terrified. I have never experienced this kind of feeling before and then I was told to wait a week.
Yesterday back at the hospital, the doctor said that I have damaged my bones but unfortunately we cannot translate it and I have yet more to come. 10 weeks of physiotherapy and to rest. Unfortunately for me my sister in-laws had been invited for dinner so no rest for me!
Hospitals have certainly improved from 15 years ago when I visited my father-in-law in hospital and everyone queued up it was like waiting to go the the Harrods sale on the first day. The difference was I was surrounded by people having to put on blue plastic shoe covers and everyone around me was smoking.