I have had a few cars where I have not been able to drive for months because of surgery, medication or both. They have all been good though, started and run well the first time they were turned over again. This car has had a slightly different story. Let me start by a medication update. […]
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Saying goodbye to Nan
May 27, 2013 
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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 […]
Continue reading A rough week
May 26, 2013 0 Comments
So after Manic Monday the rest of the week was a slow slope downwards really. Tuesday we went for our first trip down to Wickford without seeing Nan. We went to my Uncles to talk about and sort out some arrangements for the Funeral, which we found out would be on the following Monday. My […]
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May 22, 2013 0 Comments
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 […]
Continue reading An uncertain future
May 7, 2013 6 Comments
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 […]
Continue reading A very long day
April 26, 2013 0 Comments
It had been decided that on Tuesday we would go to Essex and visit Nan, as unfortunately she is back in Hospital again with chronic pneumonia. We would go to my Uncles first, have lunch and then go on to visit Nan for afternoon visiting time. I was a bit dubious about going after the […]
Continue reading I feel broken
April 22, 2013 4 Comments
I’ve been really apprehensive about today as it was off to Addenbrooke’s Hospital to see my Rehab Consultant. After a bit of scouting we found a Disabled Parking space and there was the small miracle of me going in on time. I was in the Consultation Room on my own for a while thinking about […]
Continue reading I felt like a child
March 29, 2013 0 Comments
My Dad originally comes from Somerset and nearly all of his side of the Family still live there. None of them had seen me since my amputation until this time last week when my Aunt and Uncle (Dads Brother) came to stay for a couple of days, with their little Cocker Spaniel, Misty. Even though […]
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The Amputee 