Tag Archives: sticks

A problem visiting others

Yesterday we went to see some family friends for the day. When we were arranging the visit we asked them if they could measure the width of the doors so we could see if I could use the wheelchair there. Mum and Dad had been to their bungalow before but weren’t sure if I would […]

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Painful but productive physio session

Let’s get the rant done first. Didn’t get to see Lynne as she was busy, completely understandable. Was asked to try half a thin sock at the top of the socket, tried, didn’t work (made it worse), threw it out, carried on in pain. Physio will talk to Lynne to see if they can come […]

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Helping others and a balancing act

Todays physio session was different for me because although I didn’t do too much for myself I hope I have helped a couple of other people there today. The first is a guy who I think I have only seen once before, don’t ask me if he is a single, double, above or below amputee […]

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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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An eventful physio session

The first session of physio in the New Year and I confessed pretty much straight away that fell over on Boxing Day. As I had said it won’t be the last and they know that too but they did ask me the circumstances surrounding it. As always I was keen and eager to get on […]

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It all happened so fast, again!

About the only decent thing that happened today was a Boxing Day tradition of devouring a box of Orange Matchmakers while watching The Wizard of Oz, that I’m afraid is as exciting as it gets. The start to my day was rather more dramatic and a start I could have done without. Rough night number […]

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Off to see the Wizard, no not of Oz

Last night was hellish again. I wore the Relax sock from about 17:00 and still had the same level of discomfort when I went to bed. It took me ages to get to sleep and I just kept waking up, at some point the sock tried my patience and I took it off. Later on […]

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