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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My first casting
No not that sort of casting, I don’t think I would be cut out for a film role. It was off to Addenbrooke’s this morning to see the Rehabilitation Consultant and thankfully we got a disabled parking space today after a few laps of honour round the hospital. The first thing was to get weighed […]
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Time to reflect
I cant believe I have been out of hospital a week already, that said it actually feels like it has been longer than that to me. I am not sure if that is a good or bad thing, maybe it’s a good thing in as much as I have settled back at home and hospital […]
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I felt different for the first time
Yesterday was good. I went to see the nurse for a dressing change and because the wound was doing so well she decided to leave it uncovered. She had made a small bit bleed (where the dressing was stuck) at one end so just put a small dressing over that. In the evening I noticed […]
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Thank You
Before my amputation I had been in and out of hospital 5 times since March (twice for two weeks) and was always on the same ward. I had decided before I went in for my surgery that I wanted to get the staff on the ward a nice card (and a nice box of biscuits), […]
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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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December 11, 2011 