New age, New start

Forget New Year for making changes, I decided to start the second I hit 17.

My 17-ness started absolutely fabulously. I spent my birthday in that place we all love, the hospital. Yes you heard me correctly. I stupidly dislocated my knee 2 week before and was told I had chipped the bone and needed to get the loose chip removed. How fun, so I had my first operation, EVER, on my birthday. It was weird, I normally start planning my birthday like months in advance, but this year I just didn't. I didn't even start thinking about it until like, three weeks before. It was like I knew that I would end up not being able to do anything anyway so I didn't make any plans. I swear I have an intuition that tells me these things. Anyway that's how it all started. Me lying in hospital scared out of my mind waiting to be knocked out for an hour, needless to say it was the best day of my life *note the sarcasm*. I'm recovering well though, I can now walk like a normal human! Amazing. I didn't realize how much I took my knees for granted. For the week and a bit that I couldn't walk by myself, I was aided by hideous NHS crutches. I got so sick of the dreariness of them I just had to do something about it. So Mum and I popped into B&Q to pick up spray paint. The next day I was over at my Nana's house. I arrived with horrible grey/silver crutches and left with pink and gold glittery ones. They truly rocked. Even the nurses loved them.

So that's the birthday antics, fun or what?

I'll be back soon, literally. I'm off to get my leavers form signed, anyway more about that in my next post xx