Blog hiatus due to rollerbooting horror - warning does mention skull fracture...

Out of necessity this is a short post. I apologise if some of it makes little sense and the grammar/spelling is poor. I am injured, damaged, not quite myself...

My dear sister has bought us both a pair of roller boots in a vain attempt to make up for virtually stealing my old pair off me when we were just young lasses. She promised to come roller-booting with me and O on the local viaduct, where people bike, walk, ride horses and roller-boot like crazy motherfuckers so that I would not look like a fool on my own. On Sunday it was a lovely sunny day - the kind of day where you think, "Let's get the roller boots on and watch the years roll back!". Sadly my beloved sister backed out, leaving me, O and my other half, M, to go it alone.


As you can see from the picture on the right, I did love the rollerbooting. M declared that he had not seen me smile so much in ages and he was right. I felt free as a bird, swift of foot and full of roller-booting fervour. I twirled and skated and practised new ways of turning for a whole 45 minutes until it was time to go. I pulled up near the end of the viaduct, waiting for O and M to catch me up (so goddamn fast, you see). This was my fatal mistake - stopping. As the wheels spun to a halt, I suddenly felt my foot skid backwards. The rest I cannot remember.

To cut a long story short, I fell backwards onto my poor head and knocked myself unconscious and made my nose bleed copiously. The kind folk on the viaduct stepped in and called 999, covered me in coats, held my hand and soothed my scared boy. The ambulance was called, I was whizzed to A&E for a CT scan and it was all quite hideous, especially the vile and unstoppable puking and the hideous head pain.

The verdict - concussion, air pocket in brain and a basal skull fracture. Two nights in hospital before they would entertain letting me home. It hurts, I am constantly dizzy and feeling sick and my mum has had to come over to look after me in case I fall over again.

I will be getting the roller-boots out again - the 45 minutes before the impact were glorious minutes and I want to do it again. But next time, I'll definitely be wearing a safety helmet...