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X-ray and Aspiration

After what felt like an eternity of talking to what seemed like a brick wall, I suddenly made a breakthrough. I’d been telling both the Orthopaedic and Infection Teams that I was in a lot of pain, I’d had some puss discharge from the original abscess hole, been going backwards with how much I could […]

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Up to speed

As you can imagine, and as I’ve said before, being in Hospital is not much different from being in Prison. It’s a ridged routine, with the same things happening at the same times every day, the only slight exception being the weekend. With all the different medication and changes they keep making to them I […]

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Bug War I

Important Information – Yesterday’s post was entitled Exercise “Battle of the Bug”, it marked the start of the story in my battle with a serious knee infection. Although it had a lovely little ring to it, it didn’t seem quite right in hindsight. For me as an amateur writer this is a big thing to […]

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Exercise “Battle of the Bug” Commences

Because of being ‘Nil by mouth’ from midnight I managed to get left in peace first thing in the morning, apart from the obligatory medication at about 06:00. I managed to get some sleep throughout the night but was extremely apprehensive about this surgery and what it would be like after. Having surgery is always […]

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Are we getting somewhere at last?

After a rough night, due to the lady in the bed next to me, I woke up to the usually early morning routine. I’d come off nil by mouth yesterday evening so had Breakfast, had a wash , got dressed and started reading the paper. I thought that at some point someone would come round […]

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Operation Number 19

On Wednesday evening I was admitted to Juniper Ward, my bed space was next to the nice big bay window, with a stunning view of a building wall and some windows. I unpacked, made my bed (which I always like to do myself) and settled down to do yesterday’s blog post. The evening went reasonably […]

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Me and my Nan

I didn’t know whether to write this post, as it is not about being an amputee. The blog is about my life, and the people in it, as an amputee so I decided I would go ahead. My Nan passed away at 96 years old, people will inevitably say ‘she’s had a good innings’, ‘she […]

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