Friday, 19 December 2025
My 2025: injuries
This is the first in a series of posts about my highlights of 2025. Everyone else seems to do it. So I thought I'd give it a go. Kicking off with this year's medical issues.
I expected 2025 to be less wearing on my body than 2024. Spoiler for the weak of heart: it wasn't.
After escaping Rio carnival unscathed, I buggered my hand on the return trip from Chile in April. Simply putting my carry-on bag into the overhead locker. It was a aggravation of the arm break I suffered in Salvador the year previously. And put my recovery back, er pretty much indefinitely.
Using scissors was out of the question. For the rest of the year? I would see.
Nothing was broken on my trip to Argentina in June. Instead, I caught pneumonia. Which was lovely. I returned home barely able to breathe. And spent a few weeks gasping for air. So much fun.
With Andrew to guard me, I managed to escape from Australia unscathed. Phew. Though my right hand still wasn't in full working order.
In November I went with Mikey to Folkestone for our annual visit. All went swimmingly until the last evening. When I fell in my hotel bathroom. And broke my right arm again.
The cast is now off. And, on the plus side, my right thumb is now working much better tah before the second arm break. Something to be happy about.
Now I'm just looking forward to whatever mishaps I'll have in 2026.
I expected 2025 to be less wearing on my body than 2024. Spoiler for the weak of heart: it wasn't.
After escaping Rio carnival unscathed, I buggered my hand on the return trip from Chile in April. Simply putting my carry-on bag into the overhead locker. It was a aggravation of the arm break I suffered in Salvador the year previously. And put my recovery back, er pretty much indefinitely.
Using scissors was out of the question. For the rest of the year? I would see.
Nothing was broken on my trip to Argentina in June. Instead, I caught pneumonia. Which was lovely. I returned home barely able to breathe. And spent a few weeks gasping for air. So much fun.
With Andrew to guard me, I managed to escape from Australia unscathed. Phew. Though my right hand still wasn't in full working order.
In November I went with Mikey to Folkestone for our annual visit. All went swimmingly until the last evening. When I fell in my hotel bathroom. And broke my right arm again.
The cast is now off. And, on the plus side, my right thumb is now working much better tah before the second arm break. Something to be happy about.
Now I'm just looking forward to whatever mishaps I'll have in 2026.
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