Wooooow you're a Harvard grad ??
That is my biggest dream.
Which department did you graduate from?
Btw you are really pretty and tall for a woman.
How did you manage to stay this good? I've looked like crap in 3 months after surgery.
Everything is okay, these days will surely pass and you will continue your life as a tall beautiful Harvard graduate which is the dream of every woman.
There was a user a couple years back who went to Dr Guichet and posted by the name Leechlet. The diary started positive initially and he also posted videos documenting his experience. Last I remember, he posted a video of him trying to make it up a set of stairs with a walker and his legs were exceptionally tight. He deleted everything abruptly one day and I wonder if he ran into the same or similar problems with Guichet. Coincidentally, he was Asian as well.
I can't believe Dr Guichet is still hitting you up for money he says you owe him after the state he left you in. If anything, he should be covering these treatment expenses for you to try and correct the nonunion caused by his runaway nail and negligence. Guichet had always had good reports about him, so I don't think anyone would have expected you to run into these issues. It doesn't matter if someone is the most genius surgeon in the world if he is as callous as he's been.
If it's worth anything at all, we support you on here. I'm all ears (or eyes rather) If you need to vent.
I remember seeing a couple of Leechlet's videos and in one said he couldn't find much more time to talk about LL because he was moving on with his life, and indeed he deleted all of the video at one point. Whether he ran into complications I don't know.
Unicorn, this might sound preposterous from someone who hasn't done LL, but please don't give up hope. I refuse to believe that a case like yours can't be treated to achieve good mobility at some point. I will be praying for your well-being, even though it might have no effect. All the best.
Quote from: Unicorn888 on November 07, 2017, 12:59:59 AM
I think avoidance is the next most painful thing I'm learning to deal with right now. Everyone averting their eyes or avoiding to hear more bad news from me.
I had a friend visit yesterday and she asked how I was feeling. I started to tell her and after about 5 mins, she asked if we could stop dwelling on bad stuff and watch a movie instead. So there we were, both tuned out watching a movie so that we can protect her feelings. That's the elephant in the room I'm talking about.
Unicorn,we are all here supporting you.You know you can talk with us whenever you want.This is the best we can do
Your diary is a cruel mixture of different feelings,sometimes pain and desperation,other times depicting a hope of seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.I'm sure it will come.It must
What was said by the other users is true,you have a problem but you are still in the game at 100%.
I know those are only words written by a stranger online but I hope they will improve a little bit your mood
More drama...
I took an Uber to The Dorchester hotel for lunch. The driver took me on a ‘joyride’ (circuitous route) veering towards Piccadilly and around Mayfair. We were getting further away from my destination and I began to question his motives. He probably thought I was a tourist in London and sought to pad his fare.
As we passed the restaurant's Park Lane entrance, he refused to stop curbside. He became agitated as I pleaded with him to take me closer to The Dorchester’s main entrance, around the curve. I cannot crutch very far and every meter counts.
He got hostile, halted abruptly in the middle of the road and shouted, “GET OUT YOU fkING BITCH, GET OUT! GET OUT!”. I started to panic as I was in the middle of the road, and didn’t want to remain in his car should he decide to drive off. I swung the car door open and screamed for help from Dorchester's porters.
He began to video me with his smartphone calling me crazy, mad, fking lady etc etc. I blanked out as I was focused on maneouvering myself out of his car without falling over.
He then got out of his car and rounded to my side when one of the hotel porters stopped him and tried to calm him down. Some shouting ensued. Cars behind us started to honk with impatience and tried to swerve around us. I crutched as fast as I possibly could away from oncoming traffic.
I made it safely to the entrance of the hotel, and managed to capture 2 photos. I was panicking and did not manage to video anything. By the time I got into the hotel, I began to shake and started sobbing uncontrollably. Dorchester’s Security Manager gave me the driver’s license plate and said he would call the police asap.
Not wanting to ruin my friends' London visit, I recomposed myself and joined them for lunch. The police arrived and took a statement. Towards the end of lunch, I felt moisture on the left side of my pants. I thought, in my state of shock, my trembling hands had spilled my drink. It was blood. I must have scraped myself against the door latch while balancing and scrambling out of the car in a mad frenzy.
This is a minor incident, but a crippled person should not be treated with so much insensitivity and discrimination. Forcing a disabled person to leave a car in the middle of the road is reckless endangerment. I cannot imagine what would have happened if he had sped off before I could alight properly or if a car from behind swerved around us in haste and runs me over.
It's ironic that I signed Uber's petition to overturn London's decision to suspend their license. I rely solely on Uber to ferry me safely to Kings College Hospital every day.
I cannot believe I've just become a target of unchecked verbal abuse, hostility and discrimination. There should be some shred of human decency left, somewhere.
Quote from: Unicorn888 on November 12, 2017, 10:33:07 PMMore drama...
I took an Uber for The Dorchester hotel for lunch. The driver took me on a ‘joyride’ (circuitous route) veering towards Piccadilly and around Mayfair. We were getting further away from my destination and I began to question his motives. He probably thought I was a tourist in London and sought to pad his fare.
As we passed the restaurant's Park Lane entrance, he refused to stop curbside. He became agitated as I pleaded with him to take me closer to The Dorchester’s main entrance, around the curve. I cannot crutch very far and every meter counts.
He got hostile, halted abruptly in the middle of the road and shouted, “GET OUT YOU fkING BITCH, GET OUT! GET OUT!”. I started to panic as I was in the middle of the road, and didn’t want to remain in his car should he decide to drive off. I swung the car door open and screamed for help from Dorchester's porters.
He began to video me with his smartphone calling me crazy, mad, fking lady etc etc. I blanked out as I was focused on maneouvering myself out of his car without falling over.
He then got out of his car and rounded to my side when one of the hotel porters stopped him and tried to calm him down. Some shouting ensued. Cars behind us started to honk with impatience and tried to swerve around us. I crutched as fast as I possibly could away from oncoming traffic.
I made it safely to the entrance of the hotel, and managed to capture 2 photos. I was panicking and did not manage to video anything. By the time I got into the hotel, I began to shake and started sobbing uncontrollably. Dorchester’s Security Manager gave me the driver’s license plate and said he would call the police asap.
Not wanting to ruin my friends' London visit, I recomposed myself and joined them for lunch. The police arrived and took a statement. Towards the end of lunch, I felt moisture on the left side of my pants. I thought, in my state of shock, my trembling hands had spilled my drink. It was blood. I must have scraped myself against the door latch while balancing and scrambling out of the car in a mad frenzy.
This is a minor incident, but a crippled person should not be treated with so much insensitivity and discrimination. Forcing a disabled person to leave a car in the middle of the road is reckless endangerment. I cannot imagine what would have happened if he had sped off before I could alight properly or if a car from behind swerved around us in haste and runs me over.
It's ironic that I signed Uber's petition to overturn London's decision to suspend their license. I rely solely on Uber to ferry me safely to Kings College Hospital every day.
I cannot believe I've just become a target of unchecked verbal abuse, hostility and discrimination. There should be some shred of human decency left, somewhere.
Damn this is messed up. Uber drivers should be required to take mental health check ups or something.
Hey Unicorn,
I just spent the last couple of days reading all of your posts. So sorry you are going through this! Do you think your right leg would have not have had non-union if the gap was not so big? I am new to LL forum so I do not know much. But I do know things will get better eventually. It may take a while but time heals all wounds. Also your legs are much straighter in your recent Instagram posts so good job!!
You are in my prayers <3
You took Uber “taxi”, alright then. 
Tip for the future: Don’t take any ride in some Uber car.
Hi pretty lady! How are things going?
Quote from: Sweden on December 13, 2017, 02:51:29 AMYou took Uber “taxi”, alright then.
Tip for the future: Don’t take any ride in some Uber car.
Hah! No such options in London because black cabs are too high 
So, only Ubers are feasible because you can plop in ass first
edited: excessive Instagram link
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