Good Lord Steve !!! ....... I've seen the local kebab shop do a better job .......
Get well soon.
Pic of the Day
- Thread starter Kilham5
- Start date
Get well soon.
Now there’s some body art right there!
I don’t have any tattoos or large scars like that.…nor can I even imagine the healing.…but this is a whole other level.
Hopefully you’re back in the saddle soon.
I suppose, at least it wasn’t your scrotum?
What a Forum…… great Ebike craic and a dash of surgical knowledge and experience, truly international to boot. Has to be the best £5.00 I’ve spent to support this platform 
You've great imagination Nico it's a wonder you manage to sleep at night. Impressive that.
Thanks to all that commented. I was surprised at the level of interest. Your creative suggestions made me laugh, which is exactly as I would have expected on this Forum.
The medical people knew exactly what it was they were removing, quite rare apparently and with a long name difficult to remember or even pronounce. I can imagine the plastic surgeons queuing up to get it on their bucket list, or at least their C.V.
It started in Nov'21 when I had a blood sample taken. The wound bled and needed a small dressing. The following morning a lump started to grow and kept on growing at quite a pace. By the time of the operation, it was 2" long across the width of my arm and stuck up. It was like having a third testicle, but in a place more prone to impact. I don't normally care what anyone else thinks except for friends and family, but I became self-conscious about it and started wearing long sleeved shirts in the Summer, or some tape that my grandson wears to secure his diabetes kit to his arm while he's playing rugby. Yes, I know there will be a scar, but I'd rather have a scar that when people see it, they recognise it as a scar and instantly dismiss it. Nothing to see here! But an angry looking red lump catches their eye and they can't help but look to see if they can tell what it is. My mature adult brain says to let them look, but for reasons I can't explain (maybe it's the childish part, deep inside my monkey brain), it unsettled me, so I covered it up.
By the time of the operation, I had seen two skin consultants, a vascular surgeon, and two plastic surgeons. Along the way, I'd had three ultra sound scans and a 6mm punch biopsy. And yes, that is a 6mm diameter punch driven into the lump to take a core sample, which is why they know exactly what it was. Then after an intervention by my GP, who felt that I had waited long enough, I had to go for a pre-operation assessment, to see if I was fit enough for an operation under a general anaesthetic. I passed everything except the ECG that said that I had a problem with my heart! (!!!!!). They suspected a Left Branch Bundle Block. I had no symptoms but it was still a worry. It took 2 months to get the echo-cardiogram (a sort of ultra sound scan) of my heart. And another six weeks to get the result. Absolutely clear! Nothing wrong with my heart, absolutely normal. Joy unconfined.
Anyway, after all of this hanging about, I now have an interesting scar, know for certain that my heart is 100% healthy, my blood pressure is an almost unwavering 125/80 (+/- 2 or so) and my SPO2 (blood oxygen level) is a healthy 96-100%, not bad for 73!
Once I've had the stitches out in a week or so, I'll be ready to start falling off my bike again. Can't wait!
The medical people knew exactly what it was they were removing, quite rare apparently and with a long name difficult to remember or even pronounce. I can imagine the plastic surgeons queuing up to get it on their bucket list, or at least their C.V.
It started in Nov'21 when I had a blood sample taken. The wound bled and needed a small dressing. The following morning a lump started to grow and kept on growing at quite a pace. By the time of the operation, it was 2" long across the width of my arm and stuck up. It was like having a third testicle, but in a place more prone to impact. I don't normally care what anyone else thinks except for friends and family, but I became self-conscious about it and started wearing long sleeved shirts in the Summer, or some tape that my grandson wears to secure his diabetes kit to his arm while he's playing rugby. Yes, I know there will be a scar, but I'd rather have a scar that when people see it, they recognise it as a scar and instantly dismiss it. Nothing to see here! But an angry looking red lump catches their eye and they can't help but look to see if they can tell what it is. My mature adult brain says to let them look, but for reasons I can't explain (maybe it's the childish part, deep inside my monkey brain), it unsettled me, so I covered it up.
By the time of the operation, I had seen two skin consultants, a vascular surgeon, and two plastic surgeons. Along the way, I'd had three ultra sound scans and a 6mm punch biopsy. And yes, that is a 6mm diameter punch driven into the lump to take a core sample, which is why they know exactly what it was. Then after an intervention by my GP, who felt that I had waited long enough, I had to go for a pre-operation assessment, to see if I was fit enough for an operation under a general anaesthetic. I passed everything except the ECG that said that I had a problem with my heart! (!!!!!). They suspected a Left Branch Bundle Block. I had no symptoms but it was still a worry. It took 2 months to get the echo-cardiogram (a sort of ultra sound scan) of my heart. And another six weeks to get the result. Absolutely clear! Nothing wrong with my heart, absolutely normal. Joy unconfined.
Anyway, after all of this hanging about, I now have an interesting scar, know for certain that my heart is 100% healthy, my blood pressure is an almost unwavering 125/80 (+/- 2 or so) and my SPO2 (blood oxygen level) is a healthy 96-100%, not bad for 73!
Once I've had the stitches out in a week or so, I'll be ready to start falling off my bike again. Can't wait!
Yes it's OK to wander off the subject of Ebikes occasionally. Some very interesting people from all walks of life on this forum from all over . I don’t use social media much , this is enough for me.What a Forum…… great Ebike craic and a dash of surgical knowledge and experience, truly international to boot. Has to be the best £5.00 I’ve spent to support this platform
ottoshape
Well-known member
Based on personal experience, another week or two would be best to start with the falling because the connected tissues still aren't very strong. DAMHIK.... Riding = OK. Falling? Not so much....Once I've had the stitches out in a week or so, I'll be ready to start falling off my bike again. Can't wait!
Great news, and thanks for sharing. I can understand need to cover up with long sleeves, either before or after surgery. The looks, glances or suspicions from strangers can be personally distracting. Everyone is different. Family and friends don’t pay attention …they know and understand. It’s up to an individual whether you want to trust a stranger enough to share our personal experience.…and that’s why I always wear a baseball cap in public settings.Thanks to all that commented. I was surprised at the level of interest. Your creative suggestions made me laugh, which is exactly as I would have expected on this Forum.
The medical people knew exactly what it was they were removing, quite rare apparently and with a long name difficult to remember or even pronounce. I can imagine the plastic surgeons queuing up to get it on their bucket list, or at least their C.V.
It started in Nov'21 when I had a blood sample taken. The wound bled and needed a small dressing. The following morning a lump started to grow and kept on growing at quite a pace. By the time of the operation, it was 2" long across the width of my arm and stuck up. It was like having a third testicle, but in a place more prone to impact. I don't normally care what anyone else thinks except for friends and family, but I became self-conscious about it and started wearing long sleeved shirts in the Summer, or some tape that my grandson wears to secure his diabetes kit to his arm while he's playing rugby. Yes, I know there will be a scar, but I'd rather have a scar that when people see it, they recognise it as a scar and instantly dismiss it. Nothing to see here! But an angry looking red lump catches their eye and they can't help but look to see if they can tell what it is. My mature adult brain says to let them look, but for reasons I can't explain (maybe it's the childish part, deep inside my monkey brain), it unsettled me, so I covered it up.
By the time of the operation, I had seen two skin consultants, a vascular surgeon, and two plastic surgeons. Along the way, I'd had three ultra sound scans and a 6mm punch biopsy. And yes, that is a 6mm diameter punch driven into the lump to take a core sample, which is why they know exactly what it was. Then after an intervention by my GP, who felt that I had waited long enough, I had to go for a pre-operation assessment, to see if I was fit enough for an operation under a general anaesthetic. I passed everything except the ECG that said that I had a problem with my heart! (!!!!!). They suspected a Left Branch Bundle Block. I had no symptoms but it was still a worry. It took 2 months to get the echo-cardiogram (a sort of ultra sound scan) of my heart. And another six weeks to get the result. Absolutely clear! Nothing wrong with my heart, absolutely normal. Joy unconfined.
Anyway, after all of this hanging about, I now have an interesting scar, know for certain that my heart is 100% healthy, my blood pressure is an almost unwavering 125/80 (+/- 2 or so) and my SPO2 (blood oxygen level) is a healthy 96-100%, not bad for 73!
Once I've had the stitches out in a week or so, I'll be ready to start falling off my bike again. Can't wait!
But a tattoo under my lid might be a little strange
, and she won’t let me get a tattoo. 
etoni
E*POWAH Elite
Ride switzerland.
Do you mean that his scrotum would have looked like a load of bollocks?
No pictures please
Or…..
Back to topic?
The Americans have invaded..
Yes Americans have taken over our harbour . Jason Bourne was seen in Buckie gym yesterday. Posing as Odysseus
Pig of the Day ...
I think it's just a tanning machine ... Probably had a nice massage first ..
Good to see the ol' hot water tank wasn't wasted
We like to re use things in the French countryside..Good to see the ol' hot water tank wasn't wasted
I think the gearbox is an old creamer (for spinning cream/butter) with a brose mag s bolted to it ...
Apparently it's not a tanning machine. It's an outdoor sauna..
Amber Valley Guy
Well-known member
Stopped for a coffee and this robin joined me at the table. The poor thing looks like it's been fighting or has something wrong as it's missing all its feathers on its head.
Little dead bird beside my car last night probably the cat next door. Remembered about it a couple hours ago , gone so something has eaten it.
Yep..its had a dodgy haircut ..
I'd be more concerned with the fact that it's hopping about on one leg
Yesterday's ride was going to be a re-visit of last Saturdays Allendale ride cutting a large chunk out & replacing it with another section of exploration ..and despite telling each other via WhatsApp that we'd be wearing our big boy pants the previous evening given the non too favourable forecast...we bottled it!
Mizzling rain & high winds do not happy bunny's make which was the reality when opening my curtains at 5.00am ..but a quick check with Wayne on the other side of the County revealed blue sky & sunshine ..so we headed to Old Bewick and rode the last of the hills on the far Eastern side of the Cheviots ..which was the right choice and we even found some new ( legal) bridleways neither of us had ridden before ..along with some naughty stuff that we had that won't be found on any map .
22miles and only 1220ft ascent makes a mockery of how my legs are feeling this morning but once you've gained the height it's mainly ridge riding on heather clad moorland ...which was as dry as we've ever ridden it ..
The right choice on the day ..Allendale / Nenthead in the upper reaches of the Northern Pennines..take 3..
next Saturday.
A pint in The Tankerville Arms ( cheers Wayne) ended a splendid ride
Mizzling rain & high winds do not happy bunny's make which was the reality when opening my curtains at 5.00am ..but a quick check with Wayne on the other side of the County revealed blue sky & sunshine ..so we headed to Old Bewick and rode the last of the hills on the far Eastern side of the Cheviots ..which was the right choice and we even found some new ( legal) bridleways neither of us had ridden before ..along with some naughty stuff that we had that won't be found on any map .
22miles and only 1220ft ascent makes a mockery of how my legs are feeling this morning but once you've gained the height it's mainly ridge riding on heather clad moorland ...which was as dry as we've ever ridden it ..
The right choice on the day ..Allendale / Nenthead in the upper reaches of the Northern Pennines..take 3..
next Saturday. A pint in The Tankerville Arms ( cheers Wayne) ended a splendid ride
Similar Threads
-
-
-
Review Rockshox Reverb AXS B1 Dropper Post (Gen 2 2026)
- Started by p3eps
- Replies: 30
-
-
