"It is extremely slippery on many roads in Tipperary, Limerick, Kerry and there are particularly hazardous conditions in Cork."
No shit!
I'm a bit of a mess, really. I don't think that I've done myself any serious head harm by falling. Not physically at least. What I have done is shattered my nerve for walking on the pavements as they are at the moment. I'm hoping that I can get away with it for this week - I don't start work until early afternoon so things may not be too icy (and there'll be buses into the city) and maybe I can get a lift home or possibly work might provide transport.
What I do know is that in the summer I could have walked from my home to the Bus Station in 25 minutes tops. If I had to do it tomorrow, to be at the Bus Station for 6.40 when the first bus runs, I'd need a good hour and a half and would be a gibbering wreck if I finally managed it.
There's meant to be a thaw as of Christmas Day so after that I should hopefully be okay.
It's not just fear of hurting myself again (although God knows I'm a wuss about pain), it's that tiny voice that whispers things about blood clots and fractures and the horrible, clinical sound of the word "brain". I've been thinking about it far too much and I know what it is: I'm scared to lose what I've found, due to a freak accident. I need to get over this PDQ as this way lays madness.
And I think I'm getting a cold. Triffic.
2 comments:
What you need, my friend, is the Irish version of Yak Trax. Funny enough, Amazon.us sells them:
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...or a new telly :):):)
Hope that's driving away the demons
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