Last Friday was another busy day but having had a much better nights sleep, due to the PCA (Patient Controlled Analgesia), I was able to tackle the onslaught of people, information and equipment with ease. The first set of intelligence came from the Infection Team who were first through the door. Although they were armed […]
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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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Two stage surgery
So, here we are again, on the Eve of yet more surgery. I’ve been in the Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre, Oxford for four days now. It feels like a strange place because it’s an NHS (National Health Service) Hospital yet feels more like a private one in many ways. I have to question the common sense […]
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From one Hospital to another
Thursday evening I was shuffling along the bed to try and transfer onto my wheelchair, so I could go to the toilet. I’ve been using a commode most of the time but every now and then preferred to use the toilet. I got my leg laying along the edged of the bed when all of […]
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Hospital averted, for now!
After the visit to Oxford I knew the infection in my knee was not cured and it would raise its ugly head once more. From how it looked when I left Hospital last time and only having a localised hot spot last Thursday, I thought I would make it to my Guided Knee Aspiration appointment […]
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I’m not a freak of nature!
There was a time, when I worked for Royal Mail, when getting up at 03:45 for a 04:30 start was the norm and there wasn’t a morning where I didn’t want to get up and go to work. That changed when I had to stop doing deliveries and started working in the office, then I […]
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The longest wait ever
After the disappointment of Tuesday I was so excited that I was going home Wednesday. I was confident that the chest X-ray would come back positive, the SHO (Senior House Officer) had done the discharge letter and got my medication sorted, so I would get home that morning. I decided to stay in my PJ’s […]
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Made to feel at fault
Just as I was eating my supper yesterday the two Consultants I have had, a sister and the SHO came round to chat with me. As I was half way through munching my banana they said they would see someone else and come back. I thought they were probably going to have a chat about […]
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October 16, 2013 