Perhaps someone better qualified than I can explain why, when Keith's leg had been immobilised on Tuesday, the physiotherapist then appeared on Thursday wanting him to do excercises. When he explained that he had been ordered not to move it and would therefore not be doing any excercises for now, she replied that, in that case, she would have to put him down as 'having refused treatment.'
Oh and then there was the nurse who brought him an elastic stocking for his 'good' leg and, although he did point out that he was not physically able to put it on by himself as he couldn't move his bad leg, left it on the bed for him.
Update on Keith's progress. Doctors examined the ankle on Thursday evening and discovered that the immobilised bones had in fact moved and there was talk of having to put a plate in in spite of the risk of infection. However, they then decided to manipulate the bones into place again and put a full cast on, which they did yesterday. Fingers crossed that this will work and he will soon be home.
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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