Yesterday was a day I was dreading and it was an exceptionally long one, hence I have broken it down into two parts. The fist part of the day was a 10:00 appointment at Addenbrooke’s with Lynne to see what we could do with the prosthetic socket. Lynne explained she had looked at the photos […]
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Send it back!
I had physio this afternoon and imagine my surprise when I walked in and my leg was ready. It was a good job I hadn’t worn a different trainer as I had originally planed as there was quite a difference in the sole depth of the two. The foam bit wasn’t quite as I had […]
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This amputee was all ears
Last night it took me ages to get to sleep, not because of my stump but because I had set me alarm. For some reason I never sleep very well if I haven’t had to set the alarm for a while as I think I am worried about it not waking me up. Apart from […]
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I have a new leg
Today was a momentous day really as it was the day I was fitted with my new leg. It was up at a sparrows fart this morning to get to Addenbrooke’s for 08:00, even though we left really early we were still 10 mins late due to the traffic (note to self, get up before […]
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It’s only been a month!
Although I met a couple of amputees before my surgery I had not met any that had recently had their surgery done, which meant I have had nothing to gauge my progress with. Yesterday was the 10th December and a full month since I had my surgery. Part of me can’t believe it has gone […]
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Banned, banned and …….. well maybe
Compared to the last two monumental days on the road to recovery today seemed a bit of a trundle down a track. After getting up late this morning (slap wrists), trying to catch up on some sleep (bad night last night) I decided I would write out my Christmas cards. I am usually ahead of […]
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Let’s get physical
Today it was off to Addenbrooke’s Hospital, Cambridge for my first session of physiotherapy. As I mentioned in yesterday’s post I was a bit apprehensive but keen to get on and start the rehabilitation process. After getting there and finding a parking space, which was a bloody nightmare, it was off to the physiotherapy department. […]
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March 1, 2012 