The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
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27 February 2009
Blogging will probably be light for a few days (visiting even lighter). I spent a wonderful night in the A&E of St Thomas Hospital in central London having a twatted ligament in my right leg seen to.
Oh dear me. Poor you. Now that's just the kind of language that would get you into lots of trouble out here. If you arrived at the ER and explained that you'd twatted a ligament they'd seen you off for a psyche evaluation. There again you might get a few brownie points for coming up with the medical term 'ligament.' Wishing you well again soon.
Jams: Here is a poem that will hopefully put a smile on your face.
SICK
"I cannot go to school today," Said little Peggy Ann McKay, "I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash, and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, I'm going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks, I've counted sixteen chicken pox And there's one more--that's seventeen, And don't you think my face looks green? My leg is cut, my eyes are blue-- It might be instamatic flu. I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke, I'm sure that my left leg is broke-- My hip hurts when I move my chin, My belly button's caving in, My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained, My 'pendix pains each time it rains. My nose is cold, my toes are numb, I have a sliver in my thumb. My neck is stiff, my voice is weak, I hardly whisper when I speak. My tongue is filling up my mouth, I think my hair is falling out. My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight, My temperature is one-o-eight. My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear, There is a hole inside my ear. I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what? What's that? What's that you say? You say today is---Saturday? G'bye, I'm going out to play!"
Having suffered the odd "twatted ligament" during my sporting days you have my sympathy. I played cricket with a transplanted Oldham footballer and he suffered from twatted knees, twatted hips, twatted quads, twatted A/C joints and, of course, twatted ligaments! The ultimate came on the day he took an almighty swing at a ball and "Twatted" his bat in half - quite a lad was our Glyn :)
Thanks Ardent. The pain has receded but I can't walk far without my leg wanting to give way. It looks like it will be a while before I'll be leg pressing 400lb again!
I hope you get well soon Jams!
ReplyDeleteThe blog world will still be here waiting for your return :)
You're so sweet linking back to me!
Thanks for that :)
Warm toughts to you!
Anna
rest up jams
ReplyDeleteGet soon on your legs again, Jams.
ReplyDeleteOh dear me. Poor you. Now that's just the kind of language that would get you into lots of trouble out here. If you arrived at the ER and explained that you'd twatted a ligament they'd seen you off for a psyche evaluation. There again you might get a few brownie points for coming up with the medical term 'ligament.'
ReplyDeleteWishing you well again soon.
Take care Jams, rest your leg and we'll do a three-legged race as soon as you feel up to it.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone. I'm in a lot of pain but hopefully I'll be back on my feet again properly soon
ReplyDeleteWishing you all the best!
ReplyDeleteI hope you have a speedy recovery Jams! Take good care of yourself, Carver
ReplyDeleteGet well soon, Jams!!!
ReplyDeleteBest wishes and hope you heal up quickly. Annie
ReplyDeleteNasty. Hope you're up and hobbling soon!
ReplyDeleteJams: Here is a poem that will hopefully put a smile on your face.
ReplyDeleteSICK
"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay,
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash, and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more--that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is---Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"
~Shel Silverstein~
Never nice. Get well soon.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone. Nevin that's a poem to cheer me up!
ReplyDeleteIt makes my kids smile... sorry did it not work? :)
ReplyDeleteooopppsss..... It makes me smile as well.... it's kind of funny.... :)
Having suffered the odd "twatted ligament" during my sporting days you have my sympathy. I played cricket with a transplanted Oldham footballer and he suffered from twatted knees, twatted hips, twatted quads, twatted A/C joints and, of course, twatted ligaments! The ultimate came on the day he took an almighty swing at a ball and "Twatted" his bat in half - quite a lad was our Glyn :)
ReplyDeleteHmm... ligament? Come on, Jams, isn't a beer or two better than this doubtful occupation?
ReplyDeleteGet better soon and forget ligaments.
Oouch! Hang in there :) Get well soon!
ReplyDeletep/s: I'll be w/o internet access from 1st till 13th March as well *bummer* Post will be auto-published for WW & PH :)
I hope you are feeling better soon!
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone. The good news for me is that the dihydrocodeine is starting to work.. Still shuffling around like a 90 year old though!
ReplyDeleteOuch! Get healthy soon, jams!
ReplyDelete(Now it's back to packing for the move...)
Thanks Steve. I could have done without falling down some stairs earlier on today ... The pain is awful. I hope the move goes well
ReplyDeleteAwww, hope you are feeling better..
ReplyDeleteWork from home
I've heard of Restless Leg, Invisible Limb, and Leg O Lamb, but never Twatted Leg Ligament.
ReplyDeleteI guess a cannibal will be crushed to find that your leg tastes of fish rather than chicken. :)
Haha EWBL!
ReplyDeleteJams, I hope you get well soon!
ReplyDeleteNow do not go putting too much pressure on your left leg.
:)
Thanks Ardent. The pain has receded but I can't walk far without my leg wanting to give way. It looks like it will be a while before I'll be leg pressing 400lb again!
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