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This is just a quick note on my experiences of the above medical procedure.

Now before I get going I will say the Staff at St Peter’s at Chertsey were great and looked after me wonderfully.

I had to turn up at 7:30 having eaten and drunk nought (bar the odd sip of water and an ibruprofen tablet or two) since the night before – for me this was no problem, I often ride at the weekends before breakfast !

I turned up with dressing gown and slippers – they wouldn’t let me get a pipe and labrador !

After being checked for blood pressure, blood sugar etc and a collection of questions I had to get changed, my new attire was to be disposable pants (think string knickers)! dressing gown, backless medical gown and slippers.

Later on the attire was boosted by knee length toeless stockings – yep dead sexy NOT !

I was interviewed by the surgeon, and anaesthetist with various forms signed

Then I waited before being called where I had to remove my gown and slippers, before a cannula was inserted in the back of hand with monitors attached to my chest.

The anaesthetist then injected into the cannula an antibiotic, and a pinkiller then something else – guess it was the anaesthetic because I came back to the land of the living in a different room having had the procudure!

I was wheeled to a recovery suite where I had to sit up and was offered a tea or coffee, various biscuits and a big jug of water – all of which were welcomed 🙂

When It was clear I wasn’t going to nod off I was told to get changed – this was a wake up call – the string knickers were gone, and the Right Honourable Member for Underpants (RHMU) was resting in disposable pee pot and it had blood on it !!

I got dressed and was offered more tea, coffee etc.

At this point they went and got Iren and told me that once I passed 250ml (half a pint) or more in total of pee I could go home.

Now given that guts here had been guzzling tea, and water it was obvious that the wait would not be long.

!/2 hour later I wandered into a side room and performed as requested, and delivered over 325 ml with some mild discomfort.

I was now discharged and sent home where obviously I needed to pee again, and discovered that the painkillers had now worn off – windows were in grave danger of shattering and dogs were going deaf, not bad for late lunchtime!!

There was a tiny amount of blood, but it felt like I was passing battery acid !!

For the rest of the day I dreaded the visit to the smallest but the pain was a bit less each time (or I was getting numb to it) and after about 6 visits I was sure that I could see no blood.

After waking the next morning the pain was light and no blood could be seen, except where the RHMU had dribbled in the night – embarrassment time.

and now things took a turn for the worst, with all the peeing I was slightly dehydrated so had some constipation which needed to be strained out, this upset the healing of the RHMU so the pain came back, however it has faded during the day.

when I was discharged I was given a report that stated that no chancer was found in the bladder, and my prostrate was fine – now call me daft but don’t you check for that on the other side (back side)?

From Kingston Bridge to Hampton Court bridge it should be off road, riding by the river,

You then cross the main road, and the bridge before turning right to ride to Walton – this is fairly flat but good luck with the wind, it’s always been against me when I have ridden that way

At Walton you come to a staggered set of traffic lights with Jeep garage on the left, you go straight over and face a hill,

It firstly dips down then goes up, good news what you see as the top is the top, after that it’s flat or mostly downhill

At the other end you turn right to ride through Weybridge, it starts downhill – we all know what that means !

Once through town look for a pub called the British Volunteer, there is a rise here to the railway station roundabout – firstly the first ascent is the steepest climb, it’s easier after that, and secondly as the road is closed DON’T ride in the gutter – it’s BUMPY

Now you ride downhill through 1 roundabout to the one with the A245 where you turn right and head for Byfleet, this stretch is fairly flat although past Byfleet there are a few ascents on the way to West Byfleet.

Good Luck

Beware getting texts from this bunch of scammers.

They say you have over £2800 coming from a claim for your accident.

I would love to know how, haven’t had an accident (touchs wood)

Havent’ claimed

And sure as eggs is eggs wouldn’t have gone with them.

If you get the text bin it, or forward it to your favourite Nigerian scammer – let him claim on your behalf 🙂

Now we all know that when you cycle uphill your breathing has to work harder, and that you take deeper breaths.

So when you ride out of the village after Kings Barn Farm you start ascending a hill,

‘So whats the problem’ I hear you cry – well just north of the  farm is a sewage works, just what you need is great breaths of foul smelly air 🙁

It’s ruddy fizzy, whilst you are out exercising (walking in my case) the ruddy bottle is getting shook up – anyone for a bottled fountain ? grrrrrrr