"This lady returns today regarding her left knee. She had a highly complex fracture of her tibial plateau and associated compartment syndrome. The fracture has healed in a ice position and she has pretty much full range of movement of her knee. Her main problem is ongoing tightness in her calf muscle from the compartment syndrome and she lacks ankle dorsiflexion. She is working hard at this with physiotherapy and hydrotherapy and I have arranged to review her in 3 months time"
So far so good, some good news mixed in with stuff I already knew. But then my consultants drops in the final line:
"There is a significant chance that she will require an Achilles' tendon lengthening if this does not settle"
Er, significant? What happened to 'a small chance'? When did that become a 'significant chance'? So it looks like I'm going to be having more surgery next year. More scars. More crutches. More anaesthetics. And recovery with a young baby in tow. Great
Secondly, I gave up waiting for a call from the midwives (which turns out was never coming anyway.) To cut a long story short, after several phone calls a midwife called me back and has booked me in for 8th October. However, the midwife I'm seeing won't be my midwife for long, as she leaves in November, so I'll have yet another change. Plus I've discovered I've already been put down to have my baby in Lewisham Hospital - nice of them to ask me eh? I thought the NHS was about the right to choose, not secretly signing you up to a hospital without consultation. If it looks like we won't be moving in time, they can just bloody well switch me to Kings or UCH, as there is NO WAY I'm giving birth in Lewisham Hospital.
Bugger this, I'm off to make comfort food and feel sorry for myself....
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