Ah well, so much for plans. Today has turned everything on its head. We set off in high spirits from our hotel in Melrose and 100m down the road Andi tripped on the gutter, fell over and broke her wrist. Luckily Melrose is home to the big regional hospital, and luckily if an accident was going to happen, it happened minutes from medical help instead of out on the remote moorlands where we may have needed a helicopter rescue.
But still. Shit shit shit. Not so much for the rest of the walk but for the pain and rehab and healing and potential for ongoing problems.
We waited all day in hospital and found out at about 5pm that she wasn’t getting into surgery today, but should be in tomorrow afternoon. Fingers crossed it goes well.
And now I’m sitting alone in a little b&b feeling rather weird, and hating leaving her alone at the hospital.
Please keep her in your thoughts tomorrow night (your time) and send whatever love and light you can.