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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From one Hospital to another
Thursday evening I was shuffling along the bed to try and transfer onto my wheelchair, so I could go to the toilet. I’ve been using a commode most of the time but every now and then preferred to use the toilet. I got my leg laying along the edged of the bed when all of […]
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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 psychiatric assessment
Having been to the Liver Clinic on the Thursday (5th September) I was hoping to see the Consultant, to give him some information from that appointment. After them saying how they would help me and if I wanted to talk to anyone I could, no one came to see me Friday morning. I managed to […]
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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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Made to feel at fault
Just as I was eating my supper yesterday the two Consultants I have had, a sister and the SHO came round to chat with me. As I was half way through munching my banana they said they would see someone else and come back. I thought they were probably going to have a chat about […]
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The plans keep changing
Day after day the routine remains the same. I’m bored, especially when they don’t have the i newspaper on the trolley for me to read in the mornings. Worst thing is, although I’ve brought in my Sketchbook Project to get cracking on I don’t have the motivation to start it. Bored but not motivated to […]
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October 8, 2013 