Tag: surgery
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The Appointment…
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a sunny hospital corridor… I had no idea what to expect at yesterday’s hospital appointment. I mean, they had already written me off, hadn’t they? Too old, too frail, not fit enough for surgery… All of my misgivings magically vanished the minute the doctor welcomed me into his office. He was a short, cheerful man,…
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The Waiting Game…
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I have never liked waiting, so faced with yet another wait, I am more confused than ever. Half of me would love to have a good think, to sort out the muddle in my head. And to be honest, I have tried to think it out. But whatever is going on inside my head, it…
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Whatever Next?
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I didn’t think my life could get any worse, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. Since I collapsed, semi-paralysed last March, I have often wondered why that happened and why I had suddenly become so weak. Despite my colourful medical history, I have always managed to bounce back from some of the worst health…
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Not fit enough to fix…
Yesterday was the appointment to assess the treatment for the aneurysm. I was nervous, wondering what would happen next. I understood all of the drawbacks, even the ones that made my blood run cold, and the risks involved, so I held my breath as the vascular surgeon appeared. His hands were warm, and he had…