Tuesday 7th January This was a day to remember for all the wrong reasons. The Patient Transport crew arrived in the morning, it was a different company from the usual ones and they came from just outside Oxford. I’d been contacted the day before asking me to get to the Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre, Oxford on […]
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Infection confirmed
19th December There were loads of cock ups regarding my last appointment at the Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre, Oxford. From Patient Transport times and communication, appointments and what they were for to where in the building they would take place. I was over an hour and a half late for my appointment time because of the […]
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The Consultants are happy
21st November 12:20 marked my appointment time at the Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre, Oxford. Not a bad time really as it meant a nice 09:30 Patient Transport pickup and not some unearthly hour of the morning. I was still a bit perplexed as to why I was seeing a different Consultant but as long as he […]
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My 2nd Ampuversary
10th November Sunday 10th November was my 2nd Ampuversary, apart from a small post I put on Facebook it slipped by mainly unnoticed. It wasn’t quite how I’d expected and envisioned it to be and there was very little, in fact nothing to celebrate. I’d expected to be running off a list of achievements and […]
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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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The inevitable happened
Over the last few days the abscess had slowly grown bigger and bigger. I knew it would open, just didn’t know when. When my muscles contracted to get out of bed Friday morning it proved too much for the skin, a small hole appeared and it started to weep. I managed to get to the […]
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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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A rare trip out
Don’t get excited people, it wasn’t the trip of a lifetime just a couple of hours out. First thing in the morning OC2 (my Orthopaedic Consultant this time in Hospital) came round to see me and asked if I had thought about the pervious days chat, I said that I had. He told me that […]
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