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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Tag Archives: Hospital
Two different lots of pain
May 11, 2013 
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We were going to visit Nan today, which I have to admit I was dreading, not because on seeing Nan but because of how I was feeling. Those who read my last blog post ‘A sad trip’ will know that on Wednesday night I had run out of my OxyContin and had to wait till […]
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May 9, 2013 4 Comments
On Tuesday evening we received a phone call from Colin (my Uncle) to say that that had stopped treating my Nan. This included food, liquid, medication and observations, she had only 2 or 3 days left to live. As much as you know this would probably be the case and is in her best interest, […]
Continue reading My first physio session
May 9, 2013 2 Comments
Tuesday was the first Physio session since the revision surgery on my stump. We set off in plenty of time, the journey was a bit slow in places but we were extremely lucky to get a disabled parking space at 09:30. We went through the inside of the Hospital to get to the other end […]
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May 6, 2013 2 Comments
The last time Mum and Dad went to visit Nan I didn’t go with them. We’d decided that we would visit her Saturday and said I would go with them this time. I‘ve been sitting in the front when travelling as there is more legroom and easier to get in and out, but I wanted […]
Continue reading A very long day
April 26, 2013 0 Comments
It had been decided that on Tuesday we would go to Essex and visit Nan, as unfortunately she is back in Hospital again with chronic pneumonia. We would go to my Uncles first, have lunch and then go on to visit Nan for afternoon visiting time. I was a bit dubious about going after the […]
Continue reading I feel broken
April 22, 2013 4 Comments
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 […]
Continue reading A clot or not a clot? That is the question
April 19, 2013 0 Comments
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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The Amputee 