I phoned the Doctors Surgery just before lunch, to speak to the receptionist I spoke to yesterday about getting everything finalised for Oxford on Thursday. The person who answered the phone couldn’t find the lady I needed to speak to so I left my details and she would phone me back. In the afternoon the […]
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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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A lot and nothing
I was going to write a post a bit sooner than this but I’ve had a computer issue the last two days, which I’ve now rectified to my relief. Lets bring you up to speed on where I am at the moment. Last Wednesday I saw my 2nd choice GP hoping above all else that […]
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Two very different decisions
I felt sorry for my Dad, we had been told I could get patient transport from Hinchingbrooke Hospital to Addenbrooke’s Hospital but last minute .com they said they couldn’t. Well that’s a small lie, they could get me a wheelchair taxi but my Dad would have to come with me, if he had to come […]
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A clot or not a clot? That is the question
On Monday I phoned the Doctors Surgery to book and appointment with my GP (she only works Wednesday and Friday), I was told there were no pre bookable appointments and to phone on Wednesday morning. The reason for the call is that my foot and ankle have been swollen for about two weeks I think, […]
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What next?
Today I had an appointment to see my Plastic Consultant at Addenbrooke’s Hospital. The 11:35 appointment meant no rush hour traffic, no stupidly early morning and a fighting chance of getting a car parking space. Dad drove me there and we headed straight for our usual car park but unfortunately there were no spaces. We […]
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September 25, 2013 