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lagoa de obidos, óbidos | caldas da rainha, portugal

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just back from a sprained ankle ... i can walk again !

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The Óbidos Lagoon is one of the most beautiful spots in the western Portuguese Coast, and constitutes a fragile ecosystem, where diverse species find their privileged habitat.

Several aquatic birds and migratory can be observed here, yet the bivalve mollusk constitute some of the most important species in the territory.

The lagoon has a considerable extension, and is perfect for the practice of the most diversified sports, such as sailing, windsurf or rowing, among many others.

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the road crew Paulo "Santa Cruz" Dias, SergioLuisSilva(Estabas)

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Titcomb Basin backpacking trip cut short by a sprained ankle. July 2018.

that's when ALL THE FUN began :(

Black stay-up stockings and black suede high heels.

Wills's Cigarettes "First Aid" (series of 50 issued in 1913)

#39 Figure of 8 bandage for a sprained wrist

The injured foot stabilized. Helen can not take a step without a walking stick.

Hopefully for only a short time. Mid-foot sprain, more x-rays scheduled for next week.

Who needs DVT when a sprained ankle can swell like this on the plane!

Sprained my ankle on Christmas Eve. I noticed my boot has a smiley face on it.

 

According to the NHS:

 

‘Most sprains and strains can usually be treated with self-care techniques, such as PRICE therapy – protection, rest, ice, compression and elevation.’

 

‘Ankle sprain is the most common type of sprain, accounting for an estimated 1-1.5 million visits to accident and emergency (A&E) departments each year in the UK.’

 

The NHS is trying to instil in us that you may not need to spend half a day in A&E if you sprain something. The fact is that there is little that can be done by a doctor for sprains, it is a case of the limb being allowed to swell up and throb a bit, go purple, get less puffy, go yellow and finally just be a bit stiff. During this time you can hold out the limb limply like an injured puppy and allow everyone to do things for you that you can quite easily still do for yourself.

 

This is all very well for adults but parents are put in a difficult position. Children have no concept of NHS budgets and have vastly different expectations of the experience of injury. They know just exactly how much sympathy they can get out of each mishap; I think they have a spreadsheet; which quantifies the indulgence time that they can demand. So to hear your father say that your wrist can’t be broken because you would be in mortal agony and that therefore it is just a sprain and therefore there isn’t really much that the hospital can do that can’t be done at home is not what the child wants to hear. If, in previous incidents they have been grandly rushed to the hospital, been made a fuss of by bosomy nurses, come away proudly sporting a bandage that you can buy in Boots for 99p and spent the rest of the weekend being mollycoddled then they want this experience again. They are not interested in hearing that a sprain can be dealt with yourself, or that x-rays are very expensive and too many of them isn’t good for you, that they can’t give the child strong painkillers, only Calpol, which there are already ten half empty, sticky bottles of in the bathroom cabinet at home, they want the whole day long experience. It’s better than Legoland.

 

Divorced parents also have the added complication of the ‘other parent’, who will without doubt claim that they would have rushed the child straight to A&E, and would not have left them in such terrible agony for as long as the evil neglectful weekend custodian has done. The ‘other’ parent will never allow anyone to forget this incident, especially the child who will be encouraged to fall over more often, ideally just before the father’s weekend and to wait until getting to the father’s home before cranking up the volume of the injury. Never mind the fact that the injury happened during the school day and could have been assessed and treated during school, or straight after school by the sanctimonious parent. The father is therefore guilt-tripped into spending the day in A&E. The grief he will get from ‘self righteous parent’ for delaying this trip slightly until after a house viewing that had been pre-arranged will last for the rest of his life.

 

So regardless of propaganda aimed at adults telling us that sprains do not require a hospital visit, the NHS need to have some kind of marketing campaign aimed at the children. They need to go to schools and glamourize the kudos they would receive from their peers for saying “Stuff and nonsense, It’s just a sprain, I can treat that myself, I don’t need to burden the already overworked hospital staff just because I fancy a bit of cooing and sympathy from a stranger who will say I am brave. I am perfectly capable of Googling ‘how to treat a sprain. Now, where was I? Oh yes, GIVE ME ALL YOUR DINNER MONEY!’.”

 

If the NHS had a ‘sprain campaign’ they could reduce their influx to A&E by thousands. In conjunction with the school tour I propose a poster campaign to encourage parents to be strong, and suspicious.

 

Helen's injured leg needs rest and care.

Anyone interested?

In an atempt to lift a 200 lb calf back into its pen three days before we left for holiday I managed to sprain my left ankle. It was thick as a tree leg and blue as a country song all the way to the toes. Not a very good start as we had planned to do a bit of walking in the Snowdonia. I managed to get the calf back in by the way.

 

But the weather was so beautiful, up to 23 degrees Celsius, and the area so amazingly beautiful, so I packed my roughest hunting boots. They are high and very stiff leather boots perfect for the steep hunts we are doing in Fjearland and the hope was that they should support the ankle enough to make it possible to at least do shorter hill walks.

 

Cader Idris , chair of Idris in Welsh, is 893 meters (2,930 ft) high and the easiest route, that I shameful have to admit we took, is 5 kilometres (3.1 mi) with a 600 metres (2,000 ft) climb.

 

The views are beautful all from the start, and the walk is easiely done by anyone. One starts from a National Park parking place with even a toilet, and from there is there a short stroll through woods before it opens up and you can enjoy the marvelous views of some of the prettiest areas of Britain.

 

I will spend a few postings to get to the top, so there will be more picturs to follow.

Life update.

 

I sprained my neck. I have no idea how, but I have developed a case of torticollis, causing spasms in my neck and back. Its difficult to move and I can hardly sit up by myself.

 

I'm back on track with my diet and nutrition, though.

  

The service industry is no longer for me.

Working as a waitress, I'm exhausted all the time and in pain. I work my ass off for people and sometimes make nothing. I'm not making enough to cover my bills. My anxiety is threw the roof. I miss having steady checks deposited into my account. I miss having money for food, and clothes.

 

Also, I cut my hair

Transmission towers in Sprain Ridge Park, Yonkers, NY

*Sprained my neck recently and unable to sit in front of my computer for long periods of time.. it was that painful, sorry my flickr friends, unable to visit yr stream regularly lately. My photo taking days are almost nil cos can't stoop or peer at a funny 'neck-ache' angle (sigh).. still in physio, just want this to GO away!

 

Anyway this was during one of my friend's birthday over the weekend, we had life band playing at a pub called Backyard. The band wasn't that bad, it was entertaining! Took some photos, because I can't PP for too long, this is almost SOOC, although I re-jig the drummer's skin tones but flickr seems to hv jig it to a funny red-ish hue ish. Not redoing it anyway.. so enjoy .. This is part of a small 'band' series :).. Happy Monday my friends!!

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The bruised and swollen ankle and foot in all its glory.

Vacation Day 3. Marianne severely sprained her ankle last night (Saturday). Seems like a good day for driving.

Black stay-up stockings and black suede high heels.

One month anniversary of my leg sprain, and I'm back to good form, to my relief. Limited time only allowed for 17 miles, with a bit of light rain here and there. Closing in on 5000 miles with 4777.

Man down - a nasty sprained ankle sustained in a Midnight Madness celebration sidelines Howie the Hawk.

I fell up the stairs, and no, I haven't seen a doctor - I can barely walk.

This Picture is posted on behave of a anonymous friend.

 

Two bandaged ankles, fantastic toes and pedicure.

 

Thanks very much

 

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Circa 1975

I sprained my ankle and was hobbling along on crutches. I miss my hair:(

I sprained my foot/ankle two days ago and haven't been able to get out, so reduced to photographing what I can see from our townhouse... Fortunately for me, there are loads of these little brown lizards everywhere and they are pretty willing to be photographed.

Darkday hobbles about on her sprained ankle and makes her way out of the storm drain called the Love Tunnel. It had been a massive day of exploring and this was the 6th urban exploration of the day and we were both a bit worn out. Home for a cuddle ;)

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Our long weekend started in an unexpected way... Danielle came home from her soccer game last night around 10 asking to be taken to the hospital. She rolled her right foot chasing for the ball, and had lots of pain and wasn't sure whether it was a sprain or a break.

 

Off we went to the ER at the local hospital (Hôpital Montfort) and were informed that there was at least a 6 hour wait for non emergent cases (like this). The triage nurse suggested that we go home and and come back in the morning. Which we did. Good thing, too - on our way home from the hospital we saw an ambulance racing towards the hospital with sirens blaring.

 

When we got back to the hospital this morning, we found out that the ambulance we saw was one of many overnight with real emergencies (do the math: Friday night, drinking, driving) and that 6 hour wait we were told would have been much longer.

 

So... we arrived just before 8, got triaged, saw the ER doc around 9:30, had X rays taken (confirming a sprain), and Danielle got fitted with these lovely accoutrements that she'll need to wear and use for at least the next week.

 

All told, things could have been worse: an orthopædist could have declared her ankle injury "catastrophic" much like mine was 9 years ago.

Folkloric

No recorded folkloric medicinal use in the Philippines.

In Arabian traditional medicine, sap and bark are used to treat bone dislocations, rheumatism, sprains, paralysis, swellings, wounds, skin infections.

In Saudi Arabia and Yemen, the juice from the stem and crushed bark is applied on wounds.

In Sahel, Africa, a decoction of roots, alone or in combination with other plants, is used for treatment of venereal diseases. Root or bark extract is used as bath or lotion for skin diseases and lice. Latex is used for decaying teeth and septic wounds.

In Somalia, root decoction used as nose drops for rhinitis.

In Kenya, latex is rubbed on the head for lice. The bark is chewed as abortifacient.

 

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The Pools

 

Bulldog -- Said by the manager to have the strongest and most varied mineral content. Drinking the water can help internally. Popular for most ailments including sports injuries, bruises, sprains, and torn ligaments.

 

Baby -- Often very hot, a pool that is beneficial for most conditions.

 

Tanemahuta -- Named after a Maori deity, this pool with mild temperatures is said to be good for burns, and for general relaxation.

 

Doctor -- A hot pool good for aches, sore muscles, arthritis, rheumatism, and, when not too hot, for pregnant women.

 

Solomon -- Best for skin conditions such as dermatitis, eczema, and rashes. Also good for arthritis, rheumatism, and general relaxation.

 

Kotahitanga -- This pool has a mineral content similar to the Bulldog.

 

Favourite -- The best pool for easing chest congestion, if it's not too hot.

 

Waikato -- A pool with mild temperatures good for relaxing. It is also good for skin problems.

 

Seven unmarked, newer pools are together in another section. Three are cold, one is very hot, and three tend to be pleasantly hot. The cold pools offer the great advantage of hot-cold hydrotherapy.

 

Hot water stimulates blood and lymph flow bringing it to the surface of the skin along with deep biochemical impurities. This helps the liver, colon, pancreas, kidneys, and other glands and organs flush out these impurities. This also helps the body absorb the healthful trace minerals found in the pool water.

 

The cold water then drives the blood and lymph deeply into organs, glands, and cells along with immunity factors that fight disease and stimulate health. These factors include antibodies, lymphocytes, leukocytes, macrophages, dendritic cells, killer T cells, etc., that destroy or eliminate cancer cells, bacteria, microbes, viruses, parasites, toxins, heavy metals, etc., and help restore normal body chemistry. (Then with a good diet, regular exercise, and proper relaxation, the body will avoid disease and not age as rapidly.)

 

Alternate between hot and cold pools and finish with perhaps only half a minute in a cold pool to close one's pores.

So, Beth is still recovering from her sprained leg. She'll be back at work this week, but still not too mobile. We have plans to go a get together tonight. What are we to do? Best plan: Securely strap a folding chair in the bike trailer and take her to the party!

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