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Leg is getting better!

barn — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 23:20:46 +0000

My leg is getting a bit better at last, I can run again!

Title:	Victoria Park Lunchtime Run
Description:	I've already run more miles in February than I did in November

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Back on track

barn — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 23:28:25 +0000

I’m back on my feet and at work now. This weekend Liz came to stay, and went out for lunch on Saturday and to the London Aquarium on Sunday.

Photos here…

I’m a Free Man

barn — Sun, 10 Jan 2010 11:35:00 +0000

At last, I’m free to go home, after nine days in hospital. Just as well, I feel like a pin-cushion, and the heating and hot water at home have packed up!
Another week of antibiotics and I can finally celebrate New Year as well.

It’s Gonna Blow

barn — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 22:40:42 +0000

I can’t hold it much longer!
Apparently it’s not actually green, it’s orange plasma, trapped beneath a purple blister.
I did some walking tonight. To the toilet and back. My toes still don’t reach the ground, so there’s still some swelling, but I’ve only got 9 more batches of antibiotics, and one more canula, to go then I’m out of here!

I thought I’d show the rarely seen dark side of the calf today, and I can’t not show the bubbly bits!

New Landmass Detected – North of my Ankle

barn — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 19:28:49 +0000

Something’s happening to my leg. I think a new landmass is developing. A bit like in Superman Returns.
Apart from that, it’s beginning to get a little better, although I still can’t walk. My consultant told me I need to stay in until Sunday, which means I’ll have been in for eight days. By Sunday I should be able to walk a little, and may have started to slough off the purple ankle-cuff. Woo-hoo!

Day Three, In Which My Leg Goes Black

barn — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 23:09:12 +0000

My attractive leg has stabilised a little now, and has even started to get better – not that you’d say so if you saw it.
Because people are back at work today, I was able to make some phone calls and get a bed at the London Bridge Hospital. Which is a hospital near our house in London, rather than a hospital for bridges. Once we eventually got a transfer letter out if my consultant in Margate, Pip drove me (foot on dashboard) up to (and, oops, into the side of) the hospital and I know sit in a private room with a minibar, room service and wifi. I will miss the old codgers tonight, well a bit, for a while.
How about some closeups showing the attractive black colour I now sport?
My Mum thinks I’d make good crackling.

Getting-Slightly-Bored New Year

barn — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 07:12:09 +0000

Day three
Well I’m still in Margate hospital, and my leg is still on the gammy side, so I’m starting to get rather bored now.
The man in the bed next to mine managed to not shout Bert every thirty seconds all night, and also retained his dignity throughout, which was a big improvement on the first night.
Currently the nurse is trying to persuade the man at the end that he’s not at home, he’s not been at work all morning, and he doesn’t have to back to work right now (and right now is 7:15am not 4pm). This ward is called Cheerful Sparrows.

Happy New Year

barn — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 09:43:41 +0000

Happy New Year everyone. I’m writing this on my iPhone, from my bed at Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother hospital in Margate, where I’m beginning to go a little mad, and I haven’t been here 24 hours yet!
I’ve got a cellulitis attack in my leg, which buggered New Year right up. Pip thinks it was probably triggered by visiting TK Maxx.
I’m on Cheerful Cockerney Sparrows ward, which turns out to be the worst place to try to sleep in the whole of Kent. Ever spent a night next to a man yelling Bert every 30 seconds?