Well, as mentioned by my husband in an earlier blog entry I hit the jackpot. I fell down the last two steps of the basement stairs and after my foot pointed backwards I was carried to hospital.

I broke my shank and spent almost three weeks in hospital. Both bones are broken and were repaired with steel plates after I had spent a considerable time with a fixateur - that's steel pins which are drilled into the bones and look like braces on the leg.

By now I'm back home but I'm not allowed to put my foot on the floor for six weeks. I'm on day 13 now of that period. I'm in strong pain - all nerve damage, probably - and the painkillers don't work. I can only spend very few time on the computer and the rest of what I can do is very limited too. Therefore all of my plans fall flat. Seekers isn't possible, to sim isn't possible, crawling around to take photos for Dolltopia or the galleries isn't possible. So far I only crocheted a doggie for my brother's other half.

Since I barely slept for weeks due to the pain my brain isn't in good shape either. It all sucks. I have so many new dolls and was so motivated...
Yesterday the stitches were taken out, next Monday is my next appointment at the doctor's. When the six weeks are over there's a chance that I still won't be allowed to use my leg in full right away and I'll also have to face physiotherapy. Currently I move through the flat either by walking frame or sitting on an office chair, in the evenings I train a bit with the crutches. The doctors tried to force me to use only those and jump down the 60 steps here in this old building alone all the time. My reply to that: Kiss my behind! The stairs aren't the best anyway, I'm completely worn out after lying around for weeks and barely getting sleep and my foot only has to touch ground once to break the leg again. So far health insurance pays for PTA to the doc but even if they wouldn't we would pay for it ourselves.

So sadly the website has to wait and rot until I'm better. All I can do is to work with barbells etc on myself so I don't loose even more muscles and become more mobile again, but creativity is just too hard. Most of the time I either cry from the pain or lie with my feet up.
Since I don't know what will happen after the six weeks are over I can't say yet when I can continue working again.