The sun was out and it was a fine autumnal day so all the Fish family d3ecided to go and try out their new hammocks and tarps,near us is a great wood that we seldom visit for some reason,it comprises of 90% deciduous woods and of those nearly all 40 year old beach,ideal girth for tree huggers,we walked in for about a half hour so were well in the thick of it when mrs fish stumbled in a rut,we both heard a click and joked that 'boy thats gonna be sore tomorrow'! having pretty much reached our chosen spot i set about setting up 6 hammocks and 6 tarps whilst mrs fish sat and made fire and the kids gathered fire wood of which there was plenty, to cook on and have a brew. Mrs fish has a particularly high pain threshhold and infact having had 4 kids never needed pain relief in her longest 40 minute labour,predictably she started moaning,but this time it wasnt about me or the kids,i was getting concerned ,she was complaining of a cold foot with pins and needles,she wanted to take her boot off but i wouldnt let her as i knew if it swelled she would never get it back on,i was now fearing the worst that she may of actually have broken her ankle,once fed and the kit packed away ,the boys and i looked for a Y sheaped stick for a crutch,we found a good hazel one on the periphery of the woods and after a bit of adjustment with the laplander and lashing a kids jumper to the fork we had a serviceable crutch,the old girl by this time was in pain every-time she touched the floor or tried to move her foot.
The half hour jaunt into the woods became a slow and for mrs fish painful hour or more getting back to the car,we considered making a stretcher but as i was the only able adult it just wouldnt have been feasible to get the kids to try and carry one end,(mrs fish is what she calls 'big boned').
by the time we had reached the car the old girl was in a lot of pain ,and in no way able to drive so i had to drive,which normally i dont.once home and the kettle boiled and she was doped up with codien and anti inflammatory pills mrs fish was a little more comfortable and we removed her shoe,cutting the laces so as to not hurt her more than necessary,her ankle was swollen on one side and was bruising nicely,after some googling we were both sure that at least she had tendon and ligament damage and if she was lucky just a broken ankle.
So after 4 hours at the hospital we emerged at 11pm just as all the drunks,fighters,police and overdosers started trickling in,and a prognosis of one ankle with torn ligaments and tendon damage that may well take six months to heal ,not a good day.Needless to say the old girl is making the most of it as i sit here,ordering the kids and me about,and i am quite sure she doesn't normally drink so many cups of tea when she has to make them,still shes the one thats got to climb the stairs to the loo.....
The half hour jaunt into the woods became a slow and for mrs fish painful hour or more getting back to the car,we considered making a stretcher but as i was the only able adult it just wouldnt have been feasible to get the kids to try and carry one end,(mrs fish is what she calls 'big boned').
by the time we had reached the car the old girl was in a lot of pain ,and in no way able to drive so i had to drive,which normally i dont.once home and the kettle boiled and she was doped up with codien and anti inflammatory pills mrs fish was a little more comfortable and we removed her shoe,cutting the laces so as to not hurt her more than necessary,her ankle was swollen on one side and was bruising nicely,after some googling we were both sure that at least she had tendon and ligament damage and if she was lucky just a broken ankle.
So after 4 hours at the hospital we emerged at 11pm just as all the drunks,fighters,police and overdosers started trickling in,and a prognosis of one ankle with torn ligaments and tendon damage that may well take six months to heal ,not a good day.Needless to say the old girl is making the most of it as i sit here,ordering the kids and me about,and i am quite sure she doesn't normally drink so many cups of tea when she has to make them,still shes the one thats got to climb the stairs to the loo.....