The postman has just brought another batch of get-well cards. Thank you so much, my friends, there have been so many, most without a return addy that I feel quite overwhelmed by all of this kindness.
Just an update: (not for the squeamish)
I'm recovering well, although I can't walk more than about 50 yards at present. The horizontal wound became slightly infected about a week ago, so the nurses very kindly re-opened it to drain it. They pack the gash with a silver and seaweed impregnated wad about 6 or 7 inches long so that the cut will heal from the bottom to the top and granulate with the muscle below. Everyday, the nurse comes and peels out the wad, which is now all nice and bloody and looks like an elongated anchovy. Then she packs in another one and seals me up again. I have a nice cuppa tea to recover and then get back on the net!