Having just read the dreary news re Ferrari Spyder, our stuff is really quite trivial and almost cheerful by comparison. It is now 6 weeks since Deb’s first weekend at home, and, frankly, it is hard for me to say that her mobility has improved a lot. While her left leg and the right hand have come on well, the right knee is still being singularly unco-operative, and remains very painful to stand on. Deb and her physio, the estimable Gerard, have been alert to this fact for some time, and conclude that some of the metalwork installed by the undoubtedly gifted surgeons at Rouen is now working against, rather than for, her knee’s articulation. [As an aside, it has been suggested more than once that at most lesser hospitals than Rouen, the leg would simply have been amputated.] On Wednesday they managed to get their views across to the resident doctor on his weekly rounds. He looked at the x-rays, and thinks that a particular screw might now need to be removed. 5 months of bone growth should have rendered it redundant, anyway. He will need to discuss this with a surgeon colleague at Le Mans main hospital, but if the point is accepted, Deb can look forward to an operation. And that’s the point – Deb told me the news as if it were a step in the right direction (pardon the pun).
The other development is the arrival of the draft (!) report from the car insurer’s doctor. You will recall he spent 2 hours with Deb, covering a lot of issues, including who’s doing the housekeeping, the horses, the garden – hardly doctor stuff. The report is equally comprehensive in scope, and runs to 11 pages! Deb has copied it to the intern doctor to ensure nothing's been missed. We do feel that the best is being done on the claim front.
