So. If I’m not moving, if I’m coagulating more enthusiastically owing to hormones and OHSS… yes of course the next loop on the rollercoaster is calf pain (because how, how can I have managed to pull my calf walking round the house in a onesie? I have no idea – nothing went ping. Nothing was suddenly painful. I just realised…it hurt). There followed boring evening in A&E where no one could quite decide, based on blood tests, if I have a clot or not. Everything is a bit borderline. I was hoping for something more specific along the lines of “it’s probably nothing”. Not so.
Got sent away with blood thinners (more needles) and an appointment for a scan on Tuesday. I think we are all being a little overly cautious here, but it is not worth the risk. Blood thinners and scans are simple and relatively cheap. N says this whole thing is exhausting. I am inclined to agree. I also reckon my blood actually looked sticky when they took it out of me yesterday. Who can say?
In order to recover from all this excitement, I have hung my medals up. N put the hooks up last week. I am hoping to need more hooks one day.
I got the hanger at the Boston Marathon Expo. 3 marathons, 33 half marathons, no idea how many 10kms, and a few 5kms. Plus cakeathon and chocathons.
I am also knitting up a storm. And napping. I seem to have developed a tendency to need a nap mid morning or mid afternoon. Friday was particularly frightful. I did both…
Xxx
Extreme Knitting 
The medal hanger looks fab!
It’s so much nicer having them out rather than in a (really heavy) box!
Hope the calf gets better!
33 halfs (halves?) that’s amazing! I think I’ve done 18.
I hope the calf gets better. I am so fed up with this enforced inactivity – it leaves my brain with far too much to imagine! Still can’t work out how I could have strained a calf – which is why I’m not sure whether it’s a calf strain, or a clot. I felt less stupid after a couple of hours in A&E, because they couldn’t decide either.