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Not sure if this will work from the phone but here was my ankle on saturday morning
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Get well soon mate, you will be back working on the car before you know it. Here is a quick preview of G46 no 1 after some of the changes I wanted to be made
I liked the unnaturally high instep on the first picture.
I like the fact they managed to fix some of it even more. You know it was serious when you spend 3.5 hours in surgery and then 13 in recovery and wake up to the doctor telling you "It is really god news Mr Clark, I think we have saved your foot"
Think you have saved it!?!? I didn't even know I was going to lose it.
Dressing and back slab cast at the moment to let the swelling happen.
I also have a very impressive fracture blister (I had to google them too) so the like to have the ability to cut away the dressings and have a look when ever they need to in case the blister bursts or starts to rot.
In two weeks I get given a full cast, apparently the platstic storm trooper boots don't give enough support (i have one in the attic fron last time I broke the ankle) and the after 8-12 weeks of that they decide whether I can walk or the should fuse or amputate. Fuse is current favourite with the doctors, walk and MTFU is my preferred option.
Is that called baseball stitching? That looks 'orrible...
I dunno, I quite like the look of baseball stitching. Would look great as detailing on tan leather seats. Not sure I'd want it holding my foot on though...
Oh s**t! I didn't expect that with my breakfast!! That must have hurt. Wishing you a speedy recovery. Quite a lot of g46 planning time me thinks.
I found a rotten pit board in the garage last week and thought I had broken something as one leg disappeared in a cloud of rotted timber and the engine crane I grabbed to stop myself tipped onto me. Luckily for me a footballers sponge and a cup of tea and I was back in action again!