Calling in the big guns.

Wednesday 20/12/06:
Well so much for walking every morning this week - woke up on Tuesday morning with a splitting headache (no, it was not self-inflicted!) and just getting out of bed took a huge effort.

When I saw the physio later in the day, she was totally at a loss to explain the set-back with my leg. She does not think that jogging should have been a problem, providing walking had become pain-free, which it had. One thing I do know is that the lower quad/adductor area was extremely tender again when she started getting stuck into it with her thumbs. Ouch! Therefore we have decided not to muck around any longer and go for the ultrasound scan anyway. I am booked in for early tomorrow morning. She also used the ultrasound machine on it and then the interferential currents and will do the same on Thursday. Hopefully the scan may provide some answers and give us a better idea of what we are (or are not) dealing with. May involve going back to the sports physician, depending on results, but I really just want to get on top of this now.

This morning I was out the door by 6am, despite the fact that it had been raining half the night and was still drizzling a little. Did another 40mins of brisk walking, this time thru the countryside. Leg was a little tight to start with, but have to say it has been much better again for the rest of the day.

Courtney finishes school for the year today - she was very excited about taking a little present in for the teacher this morning and giving out cards to all of her little friends.... ahhhhhhh, those were the days! Also my sisters boyfriend arrives to join her from Melbourne this afternoon, so we are all going out for a meal this evening. Just 5 more sleeps to go till Santa reveals whats in his sack... (so to speak!) I certainly hope, as others have commented, that hes packing an injury free 2007 for me! Not actually sure who is the most excited about all the festive stuff at the mo - Courtney.... or my sister! I remember when she was 12 and I was 10 and we all had to sit her down and tell her that Santa was really Mum! She cried for days...!