Today I have had MRI #1 (NHS), booked follow-up appointment #1 (NHS; in June), and also booked follow-up appointment #2 (private; next Thursday).
I am Unhappy that Thursday next is an evening when I have plans, thank you, so will be poking repeatedly at the NHS app to see if I can see a radiology report come through in time to rebook the private follow-up to earlier next week (unlikely).
Data on prehabilitation for the specific injury I'm given to understand I likely have is extremely limited; my impression is that it's actually more-or-less keep-doing-what-I'm-doing, plus or minus actually spending some time on a wobble board and, you know, the various progressions I'm aware of but haven't been actually, you know, progressing.
I Just Want To Know What Is Going On. :| (this is a lie. other things I very much want to know include but are not limited to What Exercise I'll Be Able To Do In The Aftermath.)
But. BUT. I made myself put the allotment keys in my pocket before heading out for the MRI (the allotments are right behind the hospital) and then did spend two hours Communing With Plants (by which I mostly mean "weeding", obviously, which is I suppose a kind of Communion) in pleasant weather, and. And. The cherry blossom is out. Only two clusters of it so far, but -- that's two more than a week ago, and the rest of the tree is thinking really hard about it. The unfortunately sited apple I appear to have inherited is also absolutely riotous. The garlic chives are finally Properly Established. I got to graze on allium and spinach. Small fierce joys, and that.
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Date: 2026-04-07 09:25 pm (UTC)And for you. Thanks for sharing.
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Date: 2026-04-07 09:37 pm (UTC)