This has been one of the weirdest weeks I've had in a long time. It started off a week last Friday with a bad toothache, ending up in an emergency root canal on Tuesday. In the meantime EF suffered stomach pains, resulting in her smacking her head against a door and a trip to A&E with suspected appendicitis. She was kept in overnight, scanned, released and then was back in for an op the next day. A lot of waiting was involved but thankfully she is recovering nicely.
Late Saturday afternoon I decided to pop home on my bike to pick up some bits. I came around the corner onto the path to the underpass, dabbed my brakes to take some speed off, as i normally do. The next thing I knew I was over the handle bars and crashed chest first into the end of one of the steel and concrete bollards blocking the underpass.
Prognosis: possible cracked ribs, definitely badly bruised. And lots of lovely uber-drugs to keep me moving.
Suffice to say it hasn't been the best week for EF and myself, especially when you consider her birthday was on Thursday and mine in Sunday. Hopefully next year's will be less eventful.