Good afternoon everyone,
Well after the expense of Missy over the weekend I need to have frugal few weeks, in fact the eviction of the Cheltenham Caravan club site also caused me extra money.
Yesterday's trip to Bristol Enablement Centre was a surprise, not in the sense that I didn't know about the appointment, I didn't know what it was really for. I had an educated guess that it is to do with a prosthetic but that was about it. It started with a counselling session to make sure that the amputation was the right way to go, in some ways I don't have much choice now, it did start as an elective amputation purely because of the problems I've had over the last few years including before setting off on the trip, there was an old joke about me being able to fall over a flea! The infection has exacerbated the situation so instead of being a long time to sort it has taken less than a year. Apparently, as I'm a veteran I get an enhanced service from the NHS for my prosthetic needs, not sure what that means yet, it could be a leg made by Q out of the James Bond films...
Quick bit of history, I was injured in 1991 and spent the end of that year and the start of 1992 in military hospitals, they spoke then about possibly amputating my leg because the damage, being young I was able to go through the physio and build up the muscles I needed to hold the knee together. In 1993 I had my first introduction to septicaemia or sepsis as it's now known, I've had it three or four times since then and always I'm in hospital for it (feeling very ill) and invariably on five different types of antibiotic, some of which are known as “last resort” antibiotics.
Yesterday I had to go through my previous medical history of the leg, all 17 operations and countless minor operations a remember most of. I was shown and told how the process works get prosthetic in the early days, scanning what's left of the leg so they can fit the leg correctly, in some ways it was all a bit mind-boggling :-)
I'm still waiting on a date for the operation, it should be the next few weeks. Need to sort a few bits before it, mainly where is Missy going to go until I'm discharged and can get her back. I still owe the New Start Cat Sanctuary a donation for looking after Missy last time, the money was swallowed as explained in the first paragraph, hope you can get some to them in the next couple weeks and they will be able to look after Missy again if needed. I need to message Jackie to find out...
On a slightly different note, still on about the little black fiend, I was on tender hooks whilst she was having the seed removed from her eye on Saturday, she may be a little monster MY little monster and she means a hell of a lot to me! I had a chat very briefly the doctor on Monday morning about getting her registered as a PTSD assistance animal, she didn't know how unfortunately. I did a quick bit of digging when I got back, a PTSD assistance animal does
Remind you to take medication.
Wakes you if you're having night terrors/nightmare.
Provides a calming, reassuring presence.
Gives you a reason to get up and care about something.
I don't need her to do the first thing, I manage that most the time on the own with visual prompts, she doesn't need to wake me if I'm having a night terror or nightmare, I wake up on my own with the start! And invariably Missy is asleep on my legs I reach out and tickle her, that to me is important and is probably the third point. Seeing her play like she has this morning very nearly always puts a smile on my face, it may be fleeting but she does.
Strangely, after getting back from the doctors and doing a bit of digging I had a text message from a friend saying that the Pets at Home VIP magazine had an article in it about assistance animals, I haven't seen it yet will try to get down and find store this afternoon and see what it says and hopefully get some advice.
Good morning everyone,
Facebook users will already know most this.
The week started well, well good in my sense anyway, even my mother commented on how well I was looking the words were, I haven't seen you looking like that for 30 years.
On Thursday, I did something I hadn't done before intentionally, with some trepidation I let Missy off the lead, we are at the end of a quiet lane and surrounded by fields, as it turns out she didn't go off the camping field and soon brought me a present...
On Friday it was a lot cooler so I took Missy with me Bishops Cleeve as I had to have my dressings changed, sitting outside a doctor's was made a fuss of as per normal, I think we can safely say she enjoyed herself. After the dressings were changed we headed to a cafe that had little sign on the door saying dogs welcome, well if if they let dogs in they should let cats in. She made herself at home on the settee next to me whilst I had my lunch and had a photograph taken by the owners well whose cats used to go for a walk with her dogs. On heading home the sun came out and it got rather warm so used my hat to shade Missy as best I could.
When we got back to the campsite I left Missy on her flexible lead whilst I sorted out a couple of bits and bobs, she came and jumped in the trailer and I noticed her left eye was closed, a bit unusual, I didn't want to prod or poke just in case but dotted down to the vets the newest ones I could find online, she had a grass seed in her eye, she is so wild that ended up Missy one – vets nil! That was just trying to wrap a towel! I had to take down on Saturday morning to be sedated so could get the seed out. Whilst this was going on I went to A and E to have my dressings changed and was a nervous wreck until they discharged her mid-afternoon, she was a little bit groggy but managed to eat roast chicken breast, the vet gave me a bag the seed in, I was amazed at the size of it! This morning however she hasn't eaten anything, even turned down a little bit of milk.
Missy might perk up a little bit this afternoon as I to be joined by by two Hussars for a barbecue, looking forward to that.
A busy week this week, they always seem to be that, Tuesday I head to Bristol for a prosthetic consultation and then on Thursday and Friday and joined by Neil "Chuck" Berryman who has generously offered drinks alcohol on my behalf as I am still on metronidazole...
Good morning everyone,
I'm on a site on the outskirts of Cheltenham, its quiet but there are no disabled facilities so a bit of a struggle. It was also a twenty mile round trip to the doctors on some busy roads, I impressed myself by arriving just before my appointment time :)
Yesterday was also a very eary start, 0730hrs, this so I could get to the site and then on to the doctors in time. As some of you know I like travelling along tge lanes, quieter, prettier and I get to see some wildlife, i didn't expect to see a moterbike parked in a gateway all smashed up and the rider trying to sort himself out after coming off! Checked to make sure that he was ok, some grazes, he was in full leathers luckily, gave him a bottle of water and headed off.
Before I forget, there is no wifi, tv and very little phone signal at the site, I'm sitting in a cafe with a brew writing this, is it a blessing or a curse? ;)
Last Fridays shenanigans have generated a bit of a stir, I haven't seen the replies to the posts by the other admins on Facebook, my head was screwed up enough without seeing other people's anger and disbelief. I've had quite a few messages about it as well as a few phone calls, I didn't look at these until yesterday evening and I am afraid I probably won't be able to reply to them all. The main thing that has come across is the fact that I seem to have been discriminated against, are the Caravan and Motorhome Club now going to screen every person that stays for potential health problems that could affect others? The flu, stomach infections, the list could be endless...
I have also been asked if I am going to take legal action agaist them, I've no idea, I wouldn't know where to start and I very much doubt I could afford it! I've aslo been told to tell my story to The Sun as they are pro military etc, I'll leave that for now I think.
I suspect that the problem is that I don't fit the norm of a Caravan and Motorhome Club member, i have not spent £15000 plus on a caravan and I dont have a big car. One of the things mentioned in the letter is that I don't have any "facilities" on board, I do but people would soon be shouting if I did, emergencies only, besides I can't say I've seen a caravan that has a fully disabled bathroom on it.
Anyway, a quieter easier day today I hope, just a few hours to and from the doctors for dressing changes...
Good afternoon everyone,
I'm pleased to say that I have managed to find another stop, well for a short time anyway, its a very busy time of year and its surprising how many sites are full! I would like to say thank you to Phill and Julie for bailing me out on Friday night at such short notice and allowing me to stay on their drive. It was a tad stressful until I'd found the stop! I still feel annoyed and a little wound up about it, there is also the extra expense...
Today after having my dressings changed at A and E, not happy about that as I'm not an emergency, I was taken to the War Memorial in Gloucester for a wreath laying ceremony to mark the start of the Somme offensive 102 years ago. After that it was on to Quedgeley for an emergency services day, a drum head service and some music. I was honoured to meet three Chelsea Pensioners and have a natter :)
The Drum Head service was a bit, well warm, some of the cadets started to drop like flies with the heat, all appeared to be fine after sitting down and drinking cold water.
Tomorrow is going to be another busy day, I need to phone the doctors in the morning to see if they will write a letter to the Caravan and Motorhome Club saying that I'm not infectious and thatI'mnot going to drop dead from septic shock, hopefully they can. I also need to meet with BLESMA to sort out bits for once the amputation is done, I then need to see if I can get to the doctors for a dressing change, hopefully I'm not to far away!
I may try and get an update done tomorrow night, not even sure if there is wifi access at the new stop...
Good afternoon everyone,
Well I think I can safely say without fear of contradiction that the WiFi in the hospital isn't very good most of the time! I've been sending messages to friends who have then been posting them on Facebook.
Needless to say I'm still stuck in hospital, in fact I've been a tad poorly the last few days, temperature north of 39 degrees, sleeping lots and not able to eat. The doctors informed me the other day they will not be discharging me until my temperature comes back down to normal for twenty four hours, that was before I started feeling ill.
This morning, a different tack, the infection isn't clearing, probably not helped by my not being able to take tablets for just over twenty four hours. Do they bring forward my leg amputation? Do they get me on IV antibiotics, no idea, the blood cultures won't be ready until at least tomorrow. ..
To top it all i had a "wobble", missing Missy, i have been given permission to escape this afternoon only to find that the main bus I need to get to see her doesn't run at weekends...
Lets see what happens this week...