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Manic Monday

Monday 13th May was supposed to be the busiest day since my surgery, although not all of it went quite to plan I suppose it was really. I will try and cut an incredibly long story as short as I can and put it in blocks for easy reading. Socket Casting We were up exceptionally […]

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An uncertain future

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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I feel broken

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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It all begins to go wrong

Saturday 23rd February 05:30 and this is where it all started to go wrong. I felt like I wanted to go to the toilet quite badly so I called for the nurse, the nurse who had helped me before was on a break so a HCA (Healthcare Assistant) and the Trainee Nurse came. I explained […]

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MRI results

I’ll start by apologising for being a bit quite the last week or so as I haven’t felt brilliant or done anything worth talking about. I must admit I have been a bit nervous in the run up to today and a little frustrated it has taken so long. My Consultant arrived at roughly the […]

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