On Monday I shall be paying another visit to hospital to have a second replacement thumb joint. Hopefully if all goes well I shall then have two new knee joints and two new thumb joints. It seems only yesterday (the 1970’s) when we were watching the fantasy TV programme called the Six Million Dollar Man when the hero, Steve Austin was rebuilt and given bionic implants.
In 1974 the possibility of such replacements really were just castles in the air, now they are just treated as standard medical procedures or techniques requiring just a few hours stay in hospital. If the two knees, and left thumb are anything to go by, I shall be pain free and nearly normal, (physically at least, Pollyanna will have some comment about my state of mind) within six weeks. Hopefully my new body will not have cost anything like $6 millions and I have promised my brilliant surgeon that I shall take very good care of it.
Anyway for the next six weeks I shall be typing using just one hand but will attempt to be my usual even tempered self, in my forthcoming web logs that will upset no-one unless you are a Guardian reader, Sally Bercow, Rowan Williams, Jimmy Saville or Cyril Smith. Oh I forgot to add Julian Assange to the list of pet hates althoughy I suppose he could be included among the Guardianistas. I see that the Ecuadorian embassy is making noises about concern for Assanges health that could be that they are becoming hacked off with the famous soap dodger, (did you get that, Hacked Off with the great hacker?) or I suppose he could fall off the twig like Cyril Smith and Jimmy Saville and thereby avoid justice. Wish me luck!
