The only bit of sentimentality I'll allow myself is from Ernest Hemingway who said something very true; "But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated."

Bear in mind he also said, "Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut." Never have truer words been spoken.

Sunday 18 January 2009

Leg Operation


Here is a pic of my leg one week after the operation.


I will hopefully be discharged when the leg has healed a bit

Tuesday 13 January 2009

Flat



















Here are a couple of pictures of the flat,

- I am bored uploading this but I am sure someone will find it interesting

Six months of fun and games







Happy New Year to all of you and I wish you all the best for the new year.

I had the operation on my leg yesterday and the surgeons are confident that they removed the whole lesion or growth. I was under GA and was out for a couple of hours whilst they did their thing to me. Oddly enough I can feel a strange buzzing in my right leg which is unusual considering that I could feel nothing previously.

Now the plan is to start taking Warfarin again to get rid of the blood clots and then I should be able to leave this place. I am really bored of sitting around in hospital doing nothing. Because of the surgery I cannot do any physio and was told to stay in bed but told them to get lost.

So I am up and want to get out of here asap as I honestly feel that I am taking up space for other people who need the care more than me. Every week there are one or two new admissions of people who have generally had accidents or have diseases. It gets a little depressing watching distraught relatives and people who have had their lives shattered.

The nature of spinal cord injuries is that no-one really knows what will happen in the future. One of the patients was unable to move her hands and legs but within one month is walking without the hint of a limp and no damage whatsover once the bruising in her back had gone down. She feel out of a 3 storey window and landed on her back.

This is compared to a man who twisted his neck when he heard his doorbell ring. He is now a complete tetraplegic who needs 24 hour care. He somehow aggravated the veterbrae in his neck and irreversibly damaged his spinal cord.

So that doesn't help put things in perspective when I am sitting here undiagnosed. The main thing is that I haven't got any worse considering the doctors don't know what is wrong. I am still supposedly 'sick' but I could go to a coagulation clinic closer to home to get my blood monitored rather than sit around waiting for blood tests - that is why I am anxious to get out of here asap.

I am meeting with my bosses tomorrow for my six month review - at least I have a valid reason for not being at work. Some people take stress leave for six months if their cat dies!

Yep as of yesterday it has been 6 months since I stumbled into St.George's thinking I'd be out in a day or so. I had tickets to go to watch the England v, SA test match and was really concerned about missing that more than anything else.

So I celebrated my stay with an operation and some general anesthetic.

I really appreciate to offer of £ to help with wheelchair and adaptation costs and I am in the process of setting up an account so I will be in touch with all of you who have offered financial assistance.

So hopefully I am finally reaching the end of my stay in the NHS world and will celebrate with a couple of beers (and accompanying catheters) in my flat with Jay.

It's been a year...

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