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Sunday Nov 1 #

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In a beautiful twist of fate we no longer have medical cover.........someone cough on me, please.

Thursday Oct 29 #

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Well.......Week One down and nothing should surprise me following the lead up to the Op, but it does. Today I had my 1st follow up. The surgeon put me on thinners. Otherwise the procedure has been successful.
The thinners cost me $270/week for three months. WTF......After another four plus hours driving with DVT through The Orange Tumour's heartland I feel like I've just had a prostate exam and the doctor left both his hands on my shoulders.

Wednesday Oct 28 #

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Bit of drama today. PT was cut short as Ali persuaded me to go to ER for DVT. Would have been straightforward if Telluride took my insurance. But as with everything it's never that easy. Durango is the closest that takes my insurance (Montrose and Cortez are an hour closer. In fact I drove past Cortez). So I made the two and a half hour trip in under two hours. Great people once again. Because it's below the knee, it's going to be monitored, no meds yet. Another plus four and a half hour drive back tomorrow to see the surgeon.
It's been very helpful having an Ortho surgeon as a friend and an anesthetist wife. There's no way I'd have gone without the latter's moaning (both wanted me to go closer). But they persuaded me and the ER doc said it was extremely important I had.

Monday Oct 26 #

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Some early post-op observations:
My family have no idea what can be recycled.
My family cannot see the floor, as when something is dropped it stays there.
My family has no idea where the dishwasher is, as stuff is left strewn about the gaff.
I can easily see someone rupturing an achilles tendon from this, as my calf is as sore as my knee.
I took great pleasure watching my thirteen year old shovel snow at 6am this morning.
Surgery has left me a grumpy old bastard.

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