…all about achilles, when i’m healed i’m gonna travel to the river where achiles was dipped and dive in…

really dont trust doctors…

told 6 weeks, 10 weeks, surgery, not surgery, walk, dont walk, walk…they even wanted to put me in a cast from foot to thigh… thigh length cast..mmm sexy.

pfffffff

all in spanish, not greek; which seems a shame seeing as we’re dealing with both achilles and hypocrates

i want one of these babies…

http://www.bledsoebrace.com/PRODUCTS/achilles.asp#compare

i reckon that if i dont get surgery in the next seven days i’m gonna keep this heavy one for 6 weeks then go but me a bledsoe..

i just dont trust the surgeons here… its national health.. their gonna stitch me up with the cheapest option…

once i broke my jaw (motorbike accident.. i advise you all to wear a full face helmet).. the NHS brutalised me.. they screwed it back together ok,

BUT

wired my jaw so badly that it was slicing my gums so viciously that i was in constant pain..passing out more than once.

SO

i took a pair of pliers some painkilers and cut that f**ckin wire out of my mouth, fainting twice on the bathroom floor with a basin full of blood…it worked.. i just didnt speak for a week and ate through a straw..as instructed.

AND

squeemish? yep i squeemed…quietly without opening my jaw.

healed just fine…

honeshtly…

no really it did…