Well it finally arrived.
The day of my move through to the west.
I packed my belongings into a van last Friday and headed through to my new abode knowing that it would take at least 2 trips in the car and then a third to ride my bike through.
The morning went well - I got my stuff in anf then headed back for the 2nd and, hopefully, last load.
On my way back to my new abode I got stuck in what I thought was lunchtime traffic. Oh No.
Someone had been knocked down up ahead and it looked like a bus and a lorry had a wee disagreement into the bargain. Two police cars past us on the wrong side of the road and up ahead I could just make out two fire engines and an ambulance. At this point a young copper was walking down the line of cars saying 'turn around and find another route' Another Route? I dont know another route? I barely know this one!
So off I tootle in my car looking for helpful road signs, such as 'Graemes House This Way' or 'You definitely Want To Go This Way'. Ha! No chance!
I did the only thing I knew - back in to the centre of Glasgow and find my way from there.
Normally the journey takes about 45 mins - this one? 1.5 hours.
I decided to call it a day at this point and phoned Val to say I would bring the car back in the morning when I picked Craig up for his drum exam.
Soo.....stay in or find a 'local'? I was soon wandering down Holmlea Road looking for a pub that would welcome a weary Dunediner. Found a good pub in 'The Beechings' - good music, lots of TV's for the World Cup and Belhaven Best on tap.
A couple was had in there and then home for an early rise.
I left about 9:30 hoping to get through about 10:30 (no rushing today) and was immediately faced with the closure of the M74. Some nutter had run from the police the night befor and decided that a Minibus was a good getaway vehicle. Doh!
As we were shepherded of the road I could see the bus lying on its side between the Norh and South bound lanes. The daft bugger had paid the ultimate price.
So I got to Livingston and picked Craig up and off we went into Edinburgh for his RockSchool Grade 2 Drum exam. I have to say I was more nervous than he was!
Afterwards he said he felt confident about his chances, so we have to wait a couple of weeks to find out.
Dropped Craig off and picked up the bike and rode through to Glasgow without incident (shock).
Later that evening I was watching The Two Towers (Directors edition) when I noticed the rear security light was on. It was around 8pm and I remembered the landlord saying it would come on unless I switched it off - the switch being in the attic.
I wandered upstairs and found the stepladders and climbed up through the attic door.
I turned around (whilst standing on the ladders) and they gave way.
Down I came. Clatter.
The next thing I remember is that it was dark and I was lying on the ladders. I had a huge pain in my back, head and mouth.
I got up, put the ladders in the front room (I must have done as they were in there on Sunday Morning - and the loft was shut too.....So I must have gone back up and shut it as well - I dont remember).
I took 2 painkillers and went to bed.
This, according to everyone I have spoken to, was the most stupid thing I could have done.
Oh well.
I got up on Sunday, wincing at the pain in my back (my head wasn't too bad at this point) and went down for more painkillers.
I then checked my tongue as it was also very sore and swollen. I had bitten a big gash right across it. Jeez it looked horrible.
I tried eating after a couple of hours but no go....the pain in my tongue was too intense. Soooo more painkillers and lots of Smoothies were the order of the day.
Off to work on Monday where everyone told me to go to Accuident and Emergency, but to be honest the pain was going down in my head and back and I wasn't eating so no pain in my tongue - I would have felt like a fraud.
I saw out the day (but left at 4) and this morning I registered with a doctor and he had a quick look at me and said I had a thick skull (which I took as a compliment - not that I didnt go to the hospital yesterday).
I am back there again tomorrow for my proper new patient medical/check-up so i will probably get more compliments from him again!
The pills are working though.......I am feeling better although i don't think I will ever play the piano again!
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