Tag Archives: physio

A mixed week

I’m not really sure what happened last weekend to be honest but this massive wave of tiredness came over me, I had to fight my eyes constantly but the sleep always won. Every time a Nurse came they had to wake me up, they all commented on how sleepy I was and the difficulty I […]

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Happy Monday!

Last Monday the Infection Team were on the ball and by my bed nice and early. I was advised that with the data from the blood test taken the day before new tactics should be put in place. One of the intravenous antibiotics I was taking needed to be increased and a new antibiotic was […]

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Weekend blues

Having had such a good couple of days (apart from the very early pain issues) I was looking forward to the weekend, getting the blog posts done and maybe start some artwork. When Saturday morning came I was feeling anything but good, I’d hit a wall already. I didn’t want anything to eat, I felt […]

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More Information and equipment testing

Last Friday was another busy day but having had a much better nights sleep, due to the PCA (Patient Controlled Analgesia), I was able to tackle the onslaught of people, information and equipment with ease. The first set of intelligence came from the Infection Team who were first through the door. Although they were armed […]

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Bug War I

Important Information – Yesterday’s post was entitled Exercise “Battle of the Bug”, it marked the start of the story in my battle with a serious knee infection. Although it had a lovely little ring to it, it didn’t seem quite right in hindsight. For me as an amateur writer this is a big thing to […]

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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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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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Will they or wont they?

The question that was going around in my head all morning, will they or won’t they let me home today. I suppose I had better back fill this a little as it’s been few days since I’ve written anything. After the drain came out Monday evening I had a pretty restless night, which was hardly […]

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