On Saturday, after getting back from visiting Nan, I received a copy of the letter to my GP from my Rehab Consultant. On a rough day the letter didn’t do anything to brighten my spirits, but it did say a lot more than he actually said to me in Clinic. The first paragraph talks generally […]
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A difficult trip
May 6, 2013 
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The last time Mum and Dad went to visit Nan I didn’t go with them. We’d decided that we would visit her Saturday and said I would go with them this time. I‘ve been sitting in the front when travelling as there is more legroom and easier to get in and out, but I wanted […]
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Scan Day
April 27, 2013 2 Comments
Wednesday happened to be one of those little unwanted records, this time three different Hospitals in three days. At least I was only the visitor of one of these trips, which doesn’t make it so bad. The other difference with this visit was I was still ultra confident of the outcome. We got there dead […]
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A very long day
April 26, 2013 0 Comments
It had been decided that on Tuesday we would go to Essex and visit Nan, as unfortunately she is back in Hospital again with chronic pneumonia. We would go to my Uncles first, have lunch and then go on to visit Nan for afternoon visiting time. I was a bit dubious about going after the […]
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I feel broken
April 22, 2013 4 Comments
I’ve been really apprehensive about today as it was off to Addenbrooke’s Hospital to see my Rehab Consultant. After a bit of scouting we found a Disabled Parking space and there was the small miracle of me going in on time. I was in the Consultation Room on my own for a while thinking about […]
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A clot or not a clot? That is the question
April 19, 2013 0 Comments
On Monday I phoned the Doctors Surgery to book and appointment with my GP (she only works Wednesday and Friday), I was told there were no pre bookable appointments and to phone on Wednesday morning. The reason for the call is that my foot and ankle have been swollen for about two weeks I think, […]
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What next?
April 2, 2013 4 Comments
Today I had an appointment to see my Plastic Consultant at Addenbrooke’s Hospital. The 11:35 appointment meant no rush hour traffic, no stupidly early morning and a fighting chance of getting a car parking space. Dad drove me there and we headed straight for our usual car park but unfortunately there were no spaces. We […]
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I felt like a child
March 29, 2013 0 Comments
My Dad originally comes from Somerset and nearly all of his side of the Family still live there. None of them had seen me since my amputation until this time last week when my Aunt and Uncle (Dads Brother) came to stay for a couple of days, with their little Cocker Spaniel, Misty. Even though […]
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The Amputee 