GOLD!!!
and
SILVER!!!
hoorah!
and
DJOKOVIC knocked out of the tennis in the first round what a fantastic night D

(and all with dry knickers)

I'm very impressed you didn't let out a little wee of excitement what with all that happening

Been to the doc's and got more painkillers, woo hoo! Stashing them for use at the festival.....and got a referral to see a podiatrist at the hospital. I hope he won't make me wear surgical boots

hoorah!!! more pain killers!!! oh a lady opposite me on the ward wore those (all her toes had dropped off after an error in surery )

if you have to wear them for the festival could you bling them up with glitter and marabou feathers?

I certainly could! I jazzed up my wellies with glitter stickers and all sorts one year. I can't get the bad foot in me wellies currently though

What did they do wrong to make her toes drop off? Can you get prosthetic toes??

Were you in the surgical cock ups ward?

not sure if you can get prosthetic toes she was a lovely lady. It was at a different hospital and she had come to the Freeman for them to try and make the best of what the other hospital had effed up. She had gone in for a stent in her kidney and she was diabetic they buggered up her insulin during the operation and she lost all her toes

i don't have any wellies
i have fell walking boots you can walk through rivers in though! but you can't drive in them as they are designed to protect you from twisting an ankle on the weird fell surface so you can'r really bend your ankle. Walking downhill it's like they do it on their own and i feel like i've borrowed The Wrong Trousers from Walllace and GRomit

i'm so tired i had about an hours sleep and then had to go to the docs and take my mum shopping - am tempted to have a nap

Do you think this Marks and Spencer Madagascon Vanilla baked cheesecake i accidentally bought would help heal your foot? *wafts cheesecake*

hehehe no the Freeman is a hospital which you can only get to by being referred from another hospital; it's a European centre of excellence and has amazing cancer and heart surgery departments. When i had my stoma i took part in research experiments about a new form of photography they were developing, which could photograph the blood supply to stomas in real time, this is crucial because it can show if flesh within the stoma is necrotising and potentially falling apart and killing you. My stoma looked like some NASA photo of an amazing nebula in space!!

One of the Freeman's specialities is keeping people alive who have been nearly killed by other hospitals. Almost everyone in my ward had had some other hospital make catastrophic errors

Yes, yes and thrice yes! I do love baked cheesecakes. So much fudgier than the other sort And great healing powers so I've heard!

I need fell boots like yours to keep my dodgy ankle on the straight and narrow! I need something to stop it flopping over to the side as it always tries to do when I least expect it ...... and I need the Wrong Trousers too cos I could just sit in those and let them do the walking And I would be very tall in them and would see the festival stage over all the crowd! I might crush a few small children if I messed up the controls but hey ho

Well I was joking but it seems many a true word spoken in gest. You were in a whole hospital for surgical cock ups.

pretty much! the other thing they do is deal with people whose illness/surgery is too complex for normal hospitals.

some of the stories i heard were
mine was bad enough with the amount of insides i don't have any more but all your toes dropping off? i'd be fuming.

Do you think the cock ups are due to NHS lack of funding? Or had some of these poor souls come from private hospitals?

*passes delicious cheesecake*

i got Chris Brasher steer hide. I've had them for about 15 years or more and they still look new. They took about 3 months to break in but once broken in they are the most comfortable things i've ever experienced on my feet. They are superb for icy cobbles and thigh deep snow!! i love it when they go into autodrive mode

Well I know toes are much important that we give them credit for and without them walking or even standing is an issue. but still think I would sacrifice my toes before I would choose to give up your absent bits and bobs.

Some come from private hospitals, if you have an op in a private hospital and there are any complications you go to an nhs hospital and get exactly the same treatment/accommodation etc as an nhs patient.

I would say there are a variety of causes; of course there is human error, totally understandable shit can happen, there are also patients who develop complications. But, there are patients, like me, who had a complete incompetent butcher them, i was lucky i survive (only due to my amazing GP and amazing surgeon who has spent 8 years keeping me alive when it has been touch and go) many other patients of his didn't.

HOw did the new shoes you got so excited about go. I seem to rmember you got them about a year ago and I expect part of the excitement was the contempation of actually having shoes on and being upright that got you so enthusiastic. As I recall they were a sort of Mary Jane style (and may have been blue?)

How did the new shoes you got so excited about go? I seem to remember you got them about a year ago and I expect it was the contempation of actually having shoes on and being upright that got you so enthusiastic. As I recall they were a sort of Mary Jane style (and may have been blue?)

I can understand that An, but, looking for a silver lining, at least i can still wear gorgeous shoes *fondles red Louboutins* i may only be able to wear them lying on my bed BUT at least i can wear them

They sound amazing! Maybe the foot doctor I am to see will prescribe me a pair


A lot of my problem this last week is that I can't bear weight on the toes end of my foot and have to walk on the heel. Although today I was starting to put it down a bit which is progress. I reckon it's the regular sprays of magnesium! And all the rest


I'd never want a private hospital. I'm convinced you get better treatment on the NHS.

You must feel very hacked off at your ill luck in getting that bungler. Thank goodness you weren't one of his patients that didn't survive I hadn't appreciated it was 8 years of suffering, I thought it was four or five......

*goes to check shoe collections*
Ah i bought my mum some blue shoes!!
i got myself some Gabor black ones

and some red sandals

i know they don't look too glamourous!! but i needed shoes i could walk in!!

i do have THESE for when i need to yomp the yellow brick road

and of course the red loubies *tries to find photos suspects they got eaten when my harddrive died *

Brasher Boots are superb but they do take some breaking in!!! but it's worth it.

Really glad the magnesium was perhaps making some improvement.
I went to get my cherry juice today and H&B have got an offer on at the moment you buy one and get one for a penny so basically it's a BOGOF! the offer lasts until the 25th so i might bulk buy! as it will save loads of money.

The only area where private is better is queue jumping for getting CT scans etc. When i got referred to my surgeon i had to pay as the waiting list was 6 weeks to see him on the nhs and if i paid i saw him 2 days later. I then paid a grand to have a ct scan the next day (in a car park!!!) as that too was a 6 week wait. Surgeon saw my scan and was amazed i was alive. He booked me in for my hartmann's stright away and even that wasn't soon enough as i crashed when i got home and had to be blue lighted to the Freeman early so they could stabilise me for my surgery. If i hadn't paid i'd be dead.

But for the op and after care the nhs has been amazing. Special mention for my amazing district nurses who spent 22 months coming every days sometimes three times a day for dressing changes, i know i'm in the countryside so maybe it's different but they were fantastic it was only because of their willing to look after me and my GP organising them all to be trained to use Nitrous Oxide that i didn't spend another 9 months or so in hospital. They were fab. My GP (now retired ) was the best doctor ever. She diagnosed some obscure thing i got in hospital over the phone without seeing me and i spent 6 months having tests in hospital for them to come up with the same diagnosis.

just to change the subject to something beautiful and amazing.....just a reminder it's the start of the perseid meteor shower tonight....it peaks on the night of the 11th and morning of the 12th so if you get a clear night keep your eye out most years it's fab

A GRAND for a CT scan Well thank goodness you had the money. We take these things for granted but I never thought it could cost so much It's a very scary story, but fortunately your GP and surgeon's dedication is working, and the tireless nurses as well. Do you still need to have them or are you now sort of OK?

I just googled a Hartmann's.......sounds gruesome but clearly was necessary

i know! and i lost count of how many i've has now!
all my savings went am penny less pauper
i am monitored every fortnight with various bloods and when stuff happens like the pyrexia the other week and lumpy neck disease everything goes into overdrive - it was only my stock of ice lollies that kept me out of hospital the other week when doc said i had to go in i drove straight to marks and sparks and ate a cheese scone in case it was the end of days

Ooh yes, I love the meteor showers! Once stayed out hours in the park watching lying on a bench


I had to google pyrexia as well, thought it might be something to do with casserole dishes

How is the lumpy neck? Has it gone down? It's not a goitre is it