I remember the new snow I saw falling outside my hospital room window, it was actually the first thing I posted about on Facebook after the amputation, much to the surprise and amusement of some of my friends. However, beautiful as those glittering flakes were to my tired eyes, they also…
Category Archives: My Story: Post Amputation
PA 4: A Room Near The Door
Being in intensive care is not what you might call a fun experience. High emotion and worry oozes from the walls and you can see the stress on the face of every nurse, doctor and family member who walks through the heavy white doors.
Following previous procedures I had been quickly moved from the ICU, leaving me not much time to…
PA 3: Just a Wee Problem
Originally, my surgery was supposed to last a mere six hours but ended up stretching to almost twenty. Such a long time under the knife can have unpleasant effects, not just around the area that is being operated upon but over the whole body…
PA 2: When Might it be Appropriate to Start Calling Him Hoppy?
The first few days after waking up to find my leg had been amputated were surreal. I wasn’t really getting my head around it properly and only ever acknowledged what had happened to make a few jokes.
Eventually though, the time came to lift the sheets…
PA 1: Gotta Start Somewhere
Lost limbs, broken hearts, a daring rescue and the resurrection of an old friend. When I was trying to think of what to call the first post on this blog (which has taken far longer than I hope writing the rest of it will), I kept flicking through titles in my head like it was…