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So, a niggling pain in my ankle yesterday got steadily worse.

I was woken several times in the night with it, and by the morning I decided to visit the Dr. I hobbled to the bus stop and made my way to the surgery to sit and wait. An hour later I was seen by a Dr who checked out my ankle.

I shattered the ankle several years ago (possibly 9), and every now and then it decides to give me grief. It swells up, is hot to the touch and it feels as if someone is scraping my muscles with a metal spoon. There is a constant throbbing and occasional shooting pains too. And I've no idea why this happens.

There doesn't appear to be an infection, but it's very inflamed and needs to be rested.

I picked up some prescription anti inflammatory pills and headed home to the settee, which is where I'll be until it's better.

The rest of my day was spent reading, napping and staring at the lovely blue sky out the window. I'd better not be missing our Summer this week!