What an amazing time I'm having.
Twenty hours after surgery by the highly respected Orthopedic Surgeon Ali Bayan, I'm up and walking.
And for the first time in many many years, without the pain that has been with me all that time. I now have a very expensive Titanium hip joint where the original used to be.
The Waitakere Hospital is a great choice of hospitals with this newly established orthopedic unit staffed by dedicated and wonderful nurses and other health professionals giving patients everything they need to recover happily and quickly.
I'm delighted to be able to post this today but I'm full of drugs and what I need is sleep.
So right now, that's what I'll do...
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Today's The Day...
Yesterday I asked you to be patient.
Today I'm the patient.
I'm just on my way to Waitakere Hospital for hip replacement surgery in a couple of hours time.
Hopefully I'll be able to tell you all about it in the next few days.
The surgeon assures me that the procedure will make me a much nicer person...
Today I'm the patient.
I'm just on my way to Waitakere Hospital for hip replacement surgery in a couple of hours time.
Hopefully I'll be able to tell you all about it in the next few days.
The surgeon assures me that the procedure will make me a much nicer person...
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
My Apologies...
Like many other bloggers worldwide, I've been contacting Blogger constantly to try and get the problem of being unable to upload images, fixed. We are all still waiting.
Thankyou for being patient...
Thankyou for being patient...
Monday, April 4, 2011
The Road Not Taken...
Two roads diverged in a wood and I,
I took the one less travelled by.
And that has made all the difference.
From 'The Road Not Taken'.
A beautiful poem by Robert Frost.
I took the one less travelled by.
And that has made all the difference.
From 'The Road Not Taken'.
A beautiful poem by Robert Frost.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
In Case You Didn't Know...
New Zealand borrows $300 million each and every week.
Where does it all come from?
How long can we as a country go on doing this?
When and how do we pay it back?
Scary stuff isn't it...
Where does it all come from?
How long can we as a country go on doing this?
When and how do we pay it back?
Scary stuff isn't it...
Saturday, April 2, 2011
It's Like Bacon...
It's like bacon without the eggs, the day without the sun and the night without the moon. A song without the lyrics and the words without a tune. It's like fish without the chips, like sweeping a floor without a broom.
Hopefully we'll see images again, someday very soon...
Hopefully we'll see images again, someday very soon...
Friday, April 1, 2011
Like Waiting For Paint To Dry...
And we all know what that's like. We keep putting our fingertips to the paint to test it and end up with painted fingertips. I've been trying to post an image every few hours in the hope that it will get through but so far no luck. I will head back to the forum and see what's happening about a fix...
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