On Saturday I was still suffering slightly from Wednesday and just wore my prosthetic leg in the morning while I made a cake. I managed to get it so I couldn’t even feel the tendon, the trade off for this was I didn’t get in fully at the back of the top of my thigh. […]
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First proper Physio session
At Cadets on Monday evening I managed 4hrs with my prosthetic leg on, probably a new record and probably enough for that day. I didn’t wear it at all on Tuesday, as I was busy sitting at the PC all day. Wednesday afternoon was my first proper Physio session since my surgery, long time coming […]
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A monumental achievement
Wednesday 12th June was supposed to be my first Physio session. In some respects I was looking forward to it and in other ways dreading it, that’s just how Physio is and it depends on what we do. For some reason, and I have no idea why, I felt really bad in the morning, I […]
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A long prosthetic session
The morning of Monday 10th June saw a three and a half hour session with Lynne (my Prosthetist). This is not a bad thing in itself but depends whether I come away with a better fitting socket or not. Did I come away with a better socket? Lets just backtrack a little first The first […]
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Saying goodbye to Nan
Last Monday was the day of my Nans funeral, which was going to be interesting as I was using crutches all day. I can’t get my wheelchair around my Uncles place and only having to go from the funeral car into the crematorium and out again shouldn’t have been a problem. I was up at […]
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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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June 24, 2013 