Old Job

Well, I think enough time has passed from that delightful, uplifting post to tell about my next hospital adventure.
I was attending physiotherapy and being put through my paces by a female nurse who I'm sure was an ex soviet shot putter or weight lifting champion. It looked like someone shaved a bad tempered gorilla and slapped some lipstick on it.
Anyway, I started getting pains in my chest. I put it down to exertion and the after effects of the injuries but they had other ideas and took me back into hospital for an angiogram and told me I had blockages in 2 coronary arteries. One 90% blocked and one 40% and had to insert a stent.
I was like, seriously!! Are you s£itting me ? :ROFLMAO:

Welcome to the club! I got mine about 5 years ago.
 

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So Kev, I take it you're fully retired now? Able to finally rest those bones and enjoy life?
Hell naw !
I've got ideas for new and exciting ways to meet my maker :rolf:

But seriously, I'm not ready for a pipe and slippers just yet. I'll probably take something on just until Der Fuhrer retires. A lot of our retirement plan is also based on whatever compensation payout I get. She is also adamant we are leaving the UK
 
Hell naw !
I've got ideas for new and exciting ways to meet my maker :rolf:

But seriously, I'm not ready for a pipe and slippers just yet. I'll probably take something on just until Der Fuhrer retires. A lot of our retirement plan is also based on whatever compensation payout I get. She is also adamant we are leaving the UK
Moving someplace in Europe?
 
Im speachless about what your job enthralled. No Way in hell id do that.Wow
As ridiculous as it might sound, it was a great job. Lots of time off between trips, relatively well paid and never boring. I'm not being macho and this isn't a bravado thing but I was completely comfortable in that environment,carrying out those jobs. In fact, the thought of working a 9 till 5 stuck in front of a computer in some office scared the bejesus out of me more than that job ever did.
I've done rope work on all types of structures, on and offshore and I'll admit that the one thing to work on that gave me little flutters was wind turbines. Just something about the feeling of nothingness between you and the ground had me checking my gear more than I normally would.
I have some pics somewhere, to give an idea
 
I am positively terrified of heights. I can't even get on top of my roof without a severe vertigo attack. I can fly without any problem at all. As long as there is something between me and that long drop I'm o.k. One year when we were in Colorado my wife wanted to go up in a hot air balloon. I told her that if I got in that thing I would be curled up on the floor whimpering and sucking my thumb.
 
Moving someplace in Europe?
The wife is keen on Portugal. It's early days and nothing has been agreed yet but the retired couple next door have an apartment in Florida that they spend half the year in, in 3 month blocks. A place called Sarasota. My wife was speaking to them about it and this seems to have planted a seed of an idea. So her current plan is buying somewhere in Portugal and an apartment in Florida and splitting our time between the 2
 
I am positively terrified of heights. I can't even get on top of my roof without a severe vertigo attack. I can fly without any problem at all. As long as there is something between me and that long drop I'm o.k. One year when we were in Colorado my wife wanted to go up in a hot air balloon. I told her that if I got in that thing I would be curled up on the floor whimpering and sucking my thumb.
I hate edges.
Hot air would be OK, the open cockpit biplane is magnificent, I hang glided once with an instructor while skiing many years back.
But get me up 1 storey on the roof and the guts churn. 2 stories is a no go.
 
Did they go in through the wrist then put the inflatable cuff thing on the incision ?
That thing was torture

First they went in my wrist, but they couldn't get past my shoulder so they had to start over and go in the groin. I was on the table for 3 1/2 hours and it was torture because laying there still my back was killing me and I was having a reaction to the pain medicine that was making it worse. That was when I found out I can't take opiates, they make my pain worse instead of better.

I don't remember any cuff thing. I remember the holes where they went in were painful for a long time after, especially my groin.
 
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