Kilt Wearing Could Be a Lifesaver
I've been feeling under par since the moment I stepped off that Boeing 747 from Los Angeles at London Heathrow airport eight weeks ago. Stiff legs, particularly the left side, muscle aches, lethargy, depression. I'd put it down to leaving friends and family behind in the Californian sunshine to come back to living alone in cold wet Scotland just as the long hours of winter darkness came in.
Earlier this week a couple of friends drew to my attention that my left leg was slightly wider than my right one and suggested I ought to see about it, the second friend giving the matter more urgency than the first. Well it turned out I had a massive blood clot on my left leg which the doctor said had probably been growing for around two months, caused by a Deep Vein Thrombosis, which the doctor said was almost certainly caused by the long haul flight.
I've just been discharged from hospital tonight, I need to go back in the morning for another anti-coagulant injection and I will be on warfarin for the next three to six months. Thank goodness I wear kilts, which enabled my friends to see my legs and alert me to the slight swelling, otherwise I probably would not have gone near a doctor or a hospital until the clot eventually broke when it could have caused a potentially lethal pulmonary embolism.
Last edited by cessna152towser; 10th December 09 at 03:51 PM.
Regional Director for Scotland for Clan Cunningham International, and a Scottish Armiger.
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