20.11.15

An entertaining nights viewing, possibly.



As part of my pack of information I received a DVD of patient information.
This is produced by the Elective Orthopaedic Centre (OCE) out in the wilds of Epsom. It is a practical video, moving through all the stages of the hospital stay and beyond.

There were lots of talking heads, generally the head of the division that they represented. They do 5000 procedures a year. And are world leaders. The wards look clean and modern and they have some strict suggestions for pre-operation, including a visit to the dentist and a flu jab. Both of these I'm going to try to chase down. They have low rates of infections for good reasons. They also want people to cut back on the booze, this could be harder than finding a NHS dentist appointment in December!

There were no real surprises, I have read all the pamphlets they sent. I suspect we are going to need a sexy toilet seat for the first little while and carry a firm cushion for the tube and other sitting experiences. I am currently looking at options to decorate the compression stockings.
It was validating to see my stick my leg out behind me yoga pose for picking up items is a "hip safe" effort. I would like to see what they make of my broken crane yoga wobbling pose I use for putting on my socks.

The patients show were generally old except for the young man in suit trousers and shirt, I think they found him by advertising for a job and filmed the interview. Mind the surgeon speaking to him was in his scrubs and frankly had such an odd head covering we thought he may have been a Dr Who extra.
I learnt there was a colour code with the nursing staff but sadly it was not traffic light colours.

They educated about correct use of crutches and canes, no martial arts involved with that, frankly, again disappointed. I am seriously thinking about inventing a walking stick martial art. They showed a walking frame too, ye olde zimmer frame, still not as cool as the walking frame I had when I was six. It I have to use one of those in the real world I will be adding flames and go faster stripes.

There was a brief moment I thought they we going to talk about post op sex, something I interested in and I am lead to believe is Mr Gin. But no, I have to ask for a separate pamphlet for that excitement. To quote a friend it is like, "GO and read the erotic fiction in the tie in book" That's so lame! When I get the pamphlet I will share it with you, I expect it to be very clinical and unimaginative.

There was no operations show, there was even a trigger notice on the cover saying this. I was disappointed, now considering if they ask to film the op, to ask for a copy. A bit gross and morbid but play to your strengths.

So, in short the DVD was entertaining but lacked any gore or adults scenes.

7.11.15

We have a date.


This came in the mail today. It is not a surprise to me, I had been rung to confirm it but I wanted to have it in writing.

So 2016 is the year of the Hip. The year of the S-RON! 21 of January. A Thursday.

I have a lot of pamphlets to read and a DVD, no operations show.  Boo.

If you can read the procedure line on the letter, there is a word in brackets. (Complex) I think I may have to get that tattooed somewhere.




6.11.15

Divorce? Cake walk.

So, the waiting game has continues and managing crunchy hip continues.
This week has been good, I got a massage and it was my first Wednesday working from home. My boss had to be told to chill about it last week, he tends to over complicate matters. The day went well, I got a lot done and felt fairly rested at the end of the day.
The massage seems to help, my whole body is being affected by crunchy, with all the muscles in both legs, back, shoulders tightening. Freeing them gives quite a bit of relief.
The managing and waiting is stressful though. I get frustrated when there is another thing I can not do. Or becomes a struggle. Or requires Tramadol to complete. And everything takes so long! Staying close to home makes life easier but for me makes it more stressful because I miss out on things I like to do.
You see those lists of the most stressful things you can do in life, moving house and divorce being so of the most.
I've done both and divorce is worse than moving house, moving house there are lots of things you can do to make it less stressful. Divorce is horrid, mine was relatively civil with my ex husband wanting to get over with more than being a cock (although that did not stop him being a cock). Due the lack of children the divorce was relatively quick about eight months.
This saga started two years ago but ramped up in the last 12 months. The last six have been tough, a strain on me and my partner. We have moved house in all this too. For me a new job triggered how bad it had got and Mr Gin also got a new job. We really don't do things by halves.
I am trying my best to handle it all and you may think I am a little insane but am finally getting divorced from my second husband. Why in this stressful time? Because a new hip will be a game changer and I would life that a clean slate and also it remove the knotty next of kin issue, Mr Gin is that person, no one else.
Onward and upwards, limping, armed with a cane and damn the stress!