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New troubles- new start…
As a disabled person you face not only the change of your entire health. You also have to face the system and the other people which can be quite tough sometimes. Most people have no idea what it means to be disabled and what everything is included in it. Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit disabled, health, my life, my story, operation, problems, rehab, wheelchair
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Friends – next part
Susan, Denisa, Jarka are special women. Everyone can bet on this. Susan became my roommate after Zdenka had left. Smiling Susan, I could call her. Weiterlesen
Just Friends – part 2
One Saturday I got to know two more guys. Duro and Miso. The first one who started to talk to me was Duro. It was in the swimming pool. He was really not ashamed of start talking to an unknown person and he straightly asked me: “What happened to you?” Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit friends, my way, rehab, wheelchair
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Friends in Rehab
People… it is sometimes so funny how people can change the world around you. One of my roommates, Zdenka left after a week, but in the meanwhile I got to know Susan. A woman who was as old as me and to whom I could talk about whatever I wanted. Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit friends, friendship, rehab, roommates
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rehabilitation centre – part I
Rehabilitation centre – I was sent to the best one in Slovakia. I was driving there with my father and we managed to get lost on the way as the marking of the road is not the best in the world. The building I could finally see was really huge, it was much bigger than I imagined. My father helped me to bring my things upstairs and left right away as he was going home by train and bus which would take him couple of hours. The head of the nurses took me to my room. Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit friends, Rehabilitation centre, roommates, slovakia, strangers, workout
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Coming Home
Going home, seeing my parents and my daughter again… I was so much looking forward to this. Especially because of the fact that while being in the hospital, and in the intensive care, my mum was also in a hospital, and intensive care, but in our town. She almost died as she suffers from kidney and urine bladder cancer which is even more complicated with her problems with breathing… Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit Coming Home, daughter, Going home, home, hospital, parents, rehab
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Next part of the treatment
Next part of the treatment was standing up or firstly sitting up. Maybe you think it is nothing hard, but then you are wrong. This was really difficult especially because of low orthostatic pressure and the fact that the first time they sat me up I was still having the drainage system in my lungs. Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit lungs, operation, part, sitting up, stand up, treatment
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The Treatment
The other part of the whole treatment is a rule that each patient after backbone surgery cannot go home other way than by an ambulance. This idea is not bad. However, not bad until you see the ambulance with which you have to go home. First of all, there is never just one patient there. To use the ambulance economically the ambulance must be always full. This means that they take all patient who go the same direction, but to different town. Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit ambulance, backbone, backbone surgery, doctor, treatment
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Intensive Care – Part 2
In the end I spent almost three weeks in the intensive care. I am still really grateful that the stuff there allowed me to have my cell phone and laptop by my side… Having these two things my time there was running much faster. Weiterlesen
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Intensive care unit – part 1
I was given just local anaesthetics for the thoracic drain. The doctor was nice and telling me all what he was doing. However, when I came back to the intensive care, the nurses were more than confused how the system I was given by the doctor, worked. It was quite terrible to lie down there and look at them how they had no idea what to do – it took just a while, but it seemed to me, like hours… Weiterlesen
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Verschlagwortet mit intensive care, local anaesthetics, thoracic drain, X-rays
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