Saw Mr Ashraf at the Royal Orthopaedic today.

So. So. The consultant was *deeply* unimpressed with my situation. Also, dudley sent the scans from my hospital stay but no corresponding notes, not from that stay, not from my knee surgery which, I dunno, might be relevant? So good thing I brought those medical notes.
Basically, the kneecap is still out ( Read more... )

It may be shocking to hear, but I doubt either of us enjoy being yelled at for things that we cannot help. We are not doing this on purpose. You should know this. It is a well known thing that occurs with folks with this condition and you have known us for years. Oh no, we're talking over each other a bit, what horrors.
'Have I ruined it?' Yes, yes ( Read more... )

God, reading through my medical records leaves me with such a bad taste in my mouth.
The lack of communication, both with each other and with me.
The misinformation in there (I'm no medical professional but I'm pretty sure an ankle and a knee are different things and that there is a significant difference between where a right and left knee are).
The ( Read more... )

Despite the universe's best efforts, I somehow survived 2023.

It's just been a review of all my stupid body's greatest hits with a big collaberation at the end to keep things fresh. Started off with my back going again and never really letting up. Although it was definitely beat by the stupid fucking knee going again. Same way, kneecap dislocating ( Read more... )

Please excuse the spam. The hospital wifi didn't like livejournal for whatever reason so I haven't had a chance to post my drafts until now.

The amount of times I have said "I'm allergic to alcohol" over the last week I cannot count on both hands. Guess what I was given last night.

So, aside from the fact the medication was given 5 hours late, somehow events conspired thusly...

First, despite replying alcohol to the question of allergies literally every time I have been asked no-one ( Read more... )

I should go find my old post about my grand adventure which ended in the helicopter rescue. Done it all again. Slipped in the kitchen, kneecap came out then I fell on it as it was out. Pretty sure that, 2 days later, it's still out as the knee won't bend or straighten. Not like pain's stopping me, although it does hurt of course, but like there's ( Read more... )

I have been here 2 weeks now. Only today did I get the consultant to admit that, yes, he probably had been comparing scans of my current injury to those taken BEFORE I had the knee operation. I.e. when it was also displaced. So, sirs, no, my wonky patella is not normal.

Honestly expected being told 'there's nothing I can do, there's nothing anyone ( Read more... )

Of all the fucking things to reoccur it had to be this one. You know what? I'd even take the sciatica and full on back soasms over this. At least then I could be able to go out in public confidently even if in great pain. But noooooooo. Had to be this issue again. I'm an adult I swear.

Might be aggravated by stress, which, yeah, wouldn't surprise me ( Read more... )

Guess who's got two thumbs and has been up for going on 33 hours?! Hate my brain, hate my body, hate the stupid sleepy juice chemicals in said brain and body and hate my ribs in particular which start to flare up any time I approach being tired.
I just want a vaguely normal sleep schedule. I'll even take the stupid nocturnal thing again.