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Good and bad surprises

The 13th, unlucky for some as they say but I’ve had both a bit of good and bad luck today. Lets start of with the bad news and get it out of the way.  On Monday I noticed a mark dark red/purple mark appear on the scar from the surgery where I had the infection […]

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What next?

Today I had an appointment to see my Plastic Consultant at Addenbrooke’s Hospital. The 11:35 appointment meant no rush hour traffic, no stupidly early morning and a fighting chance of getting a car parking space. Dad drove me there and we headed straight for our usual car park but unfortunately there were no spaces. We […]

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Signs of improvement

Friday 1st March The most exciting thing about Thursday 28th February was the physio coming round. She still wouldn’t use the stump sock on as the drain was still in. She did advise that I lay completely flat for short periods of the day to stretch the stump out. The only other action was the […]

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All done!

Yesterday afternoon I was off down the Surgery to see the practice nurse. We’d had no snow all day until 15 minutes before I set wheels outside the house, it was coming down really heavy. Dad came with me, which I have to say I was pleased about, as the potential to closely inspect the […]

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Third time lucky

Yesterday was a long, long day with as much crossed as possible that I managed to make it to Theatre. The Consultant came round early to see me and although he had previously told me he would try and get me in in the morning, you could tell that may be unrealistic. I told him […]

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Cancelled!

Yesterday evening, after visiting Nan, Mum and Dad popped in to see me on their way home. It was nice to see them and they brought me in a few bits and pieces I needed. They didn’t stop too long as Cody (my Labrador) had been left on his own for a long while and […]

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New Year surgery

Yesterday morning I was up quite early to get washed and then wait to be taken to theatre. From what I could see through the dressing the abscess was now purple/black, large and sore, just as I was leaving the bathroom it opens slightly and was bleeding in the dressing. As I came out they […]

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Miserable Monday

Because phoning the Doctors is notoriously difficult, because they don’t answer it, me and Dad went down the surgery as soon as they opened yesterday morning at 08:30. We came away with an appointment to go back at 10:45 and see a new Doctor I had not seen before. She was running about 15-20mins late […]

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