Tag Archives: Hospital

Is it a resolution?

Today was another trip to see Lynne my prosthetist. I didn’t really know what to expect today as the foam cuff was a total failure last Wednesday. I was a bit open minded but after talking to Lisa at physio I thought she might have talked to Lynne and a recast was of the cards. […]

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The phantom rises

Last night was unpleasant to say the least. I noticed when I was reading in bed last night that the phantom sensations were incredibly high and worse than it had been for ages. Now I could be wrong but I am guessing that it had something to do with the trauma it was subjected to […]

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Operation ‘Salad Bar’

Today was the second day (every Thursday for 6 weeks) of the Community Grant Programme at OWR (Operation Warriors Return). I felt a little stiff after yesterday’s physio session but not half as bad as I thought I was going too, I did however, feel really tired when it was time to haul myself out […]

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Hospital visit

This morning the stump was still as swollen as it was yesterday but I am sure it will start going down soon. My Nan has been in hospital for a little over 2 weeks now and although my Mum and Dad have been down a couple of times I have not yet seen her. She […]

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Reflection time again

Today is a day for reflection again, why, because it is two months to the day I had my surgery. To be honest it actually feels like I have been an amputee for longer than that but Christmas may have had something to do with it. I think I have come on in leaps and […]

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Like walking on a razor blade

I have to say that I was on quite a high when I left physio on Friday, all was good. I had been given official conformation that I could use my sticks instead of crutches when using my prosthesis. Encouraged to put my leg on first thing in the morning and wear it till after […]

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Need sleep!

So knowing that my parents wanted to go on Holiday (they usually go to Thailand for three weeks) and I wanted to get back driving I felt a bit under pressure to come off the Morphine, so I did. I had been off it for two nights and last night was my third. This is […]

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Happy New Year

Did I go out last night and party to the small hours, err, no. Did I stay up and see in the new year with Alan Carr on the TV, err, no. Despite the fact that transport and pub and club facilities are not wheelchair friendly and dancing round a handbag nigh on impossible, I […]

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