Sandy sent this to me.

Sandy, one of our lovely ladies on this blog sent this video. She thought I wouldn’t like this type of music, actually I like Dire Straits, I enjoy music I can listen to the lyrics and melody and Sophie Lloyd rocks damn good guitar picking! The added charms aren’t too bad to watch either…

If I have to look at and experience what I am going through, so you do you.

The above three pictures taken today of the swelling in my L calf and lower thigh. You can see the tell-tail redness associated with a DVT. Taking today, don’t mind the dates on these and the ones below, damn Chinese camera can’t hold a date in it’s memory.
My current nurse Jennifer. She is a saint, puts up with my bullshit and dishes it out in equal tonnage…
This blurry picture taken with my camera by my brother at the ER of the puncture wound in my left ankle back a few weeks ago. That dark area is almost dried blood, not cleaned out. I had to sit in ER for 3 hours before I was seen. Welcome to socialized medicine.
This is my venous ulcer on the outside of my left lower leg above the ankle a week ago, taken by Jennifer.
This is my venous ulcer five years ago after a skin graft that my body rejected…This date is correct. It was worse before the skin graft. It got worse after when they used a wound pump and I found out I am allergic/reactive to most medical grade adhesives. I can’t even put on a Micky Mouse Band-Aid without it bruising underneath the adhesive tabs.

DVT, Deep Vein Thrombosis. I went to the hospital late Friday Night.

I had a DVT develop in the small Saphenous Vein about 4 inches below my left knee. Almost immediately my leg swelled to watermelon size and hurt like a bitch and red. I was so bad I went by ambulance, no way I could walk the pain was unbearable, I fucking hate ambulances, my two heart infarcts I drove myself 33 miles to the regional hospital in Troy, Alabama) I was placed on IV Heparin to dissolve the clot. I was discharged this evening, I was a difficult patient, I expect excellence and I wasn’t getting it. The Heparin seemed to work, no indication of clot. I am prescribed blood thinners, but wasn’t told which when I was discharged, it will be sent to my pharmacy tomorrow. So, that is why I was MIA, hasn’t been the first time. I tend not to worry about my phone, I am not wedded to it. Thanks for all’s concern and yes, I got hold of my Catholic Grand-mother… Posting at least for this week will be sporadic as I have a few appointments now thru the week.

Johno’s last known photo.

It seems Johno is in the hospital for a heart procedure; Rotoblasty(?)

Nurse Sandy will be disappointed that she missed out on my groin and leg shaving!  But no doubt the local girls of the International Nursing Cabal managed to record it for You-Tube. This is my fourth heart attack and fifth heart surgery, glad not to have to get a bypass, all via venal delivery.
Johno 

Please lets join in wishing him a successful procedure and quick recovery. For all of us, especially me that make fun of our Down under Aussie friend, Johno is an intelligent and quick witted fellow. Just a nice quarky guy… I don’t see the beard. It seems here in the US we call atherectomy and the Brits and Aussies call it Rotorblasty… Okay, Deathray, you are up.