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Unexpected but good news

Bright and early this morning I was with Lynne (my Prosthetist) at Addenbrooke’s Hospital for a socket review. It’s three weeks since I last saw her, there were a issues but it all hinged around the same thing, problems on the groin and tendon area. I explained all the problems and said that it was […]

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Two tests in one day

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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Three steps forward, one step back

Medication, the bane of my life. That said, just recently I haven’t done too bad about withdrawing from some of it. I had manage to knocked out both the OxyContin and the OxyNorm. My next challenge was the Tramadol, which was going well but has since gone tits up! My cunning plan to change from […]

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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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New socket fitting

This morning was met with both excitement and nerves, oh and of course tiredness. All this was due to my 08:30 appointment with Lynne (my Prosthetist) for the fitting of my new socket. I went in on time and in came Lynne, my leg and my old socket (for me to keep). The first thing […]

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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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Two different lots of pain

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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A sad trip

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, […]

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