If you would like to start my amputee journey from the beginning click here    I had finally got some sleep, eaten and had a brew in my new room. As I said I didn’t really know what was going on with my emotions, a mix between anaesthetic, lack of sleep and losing a leg I suppose. But I did feel more cheerful which is the main thing. Although sleep did seem to do one thing… As the first visitors showed themselves that morning, I started to feel a bit off; sweating, uncomfortable, dizzy. Then I realised – I hadn’t had a poop in likeRead More →