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La Grande Bellezza
Oct. 26th, 2013 05:33 pmI'm back working at the office full-time without knee brace. I still used one crutch this week but it's time to let it go.
The consultant I saw last week discharged me from his care and now, apart from the physiotherapy sessions, I don't need to go back to the hospital.
He added that there's a risk that the tendon may snap again and that I won't probably be able to bend the knee as much as I could before the accident, because now the tendon is shorter. We'll see.
Work has been quite stressful - days in which everything is deemed 'critical' or 'very urgent' and the priorities get changed 3 or 4 times a day. Perhaps I cannot deal with the stress as much as I could. Perhaps my patience snapped with my tendon.
(My patience snapped once on holiday in Italy when going up a cable car over the city of Trento. 2 university students thinking that no-one could understand Italian were making fun of a family of Israelis who were on the larger size. I told them off, adding that they didn't know what they'll be like when old. Have I really turned into 'that' guy? LOL)
Last night Adrian and I had a cinema date, the first one in a number of months.
After having a bite to eat, we were back in Italy, in Rome to be precise, for 2 and half hours.
We loved the film.
Beautifully shot with wonderful music, compelling to watch, melancholic, bizarre and even absurd yet funny at times.
A veritable feast for the eyes (I'm not talking about the naked people that popped up here and there, but about Rome and its incomparable beauty).
The sort of film that makes you wonder for a while about life.
"The Greaty Beauty" - a Telegraph review
The consultant I saw last week discharged me from his care and now, apart from the physiotherapy sessions, I don't need to go back to the hospital.
He added that there's a risk that the tendon may snap again and that I won't probably be able to bend the knee as much as I could before the accident, because now the tendon is shorter. We'll see.
Work has been quite stressful - days in which everything is deemed 'critical' or 'very urgent' and the priorities get changed 3 or 4 times a day. Perhaps I cannot deal with the stress as much as I could. Perhaps my patience snapped with my tendon.
(My patience snapped once on holiday in Italy when going up a cable car over the city of Trento. 2 university students thinking that no-one could understand Italian were making fun of a family of Israelis who were on the larger size. I told them off, adding that they didn't know what they'll be like when old. Have I really turned into 'that' guy? LOL)
Last night Adrian and I had a cinema date, the first one in a number of months.
After having a bite to eat, we were back in Italy, in Rome to be precise, for 2 and half hours.
We loved the film.
Beautifully shot with wonderful music, compelling to watch, melancholic, bizarre and even absurd yet funny at times.
A veritable feast for the eyes (I'm not talking about the naked people that popped up here and there, but about Rome and its incomparable beauty).
The sort of film that makes you wonder for a while about life.
"The Greaty Beauty" - a Telegraph review
