Aha, there you are! Or should I say, Voila! Je sui ici! Sorry folks, It's been a long time between drinks, but my life has been on hold while I was in hospital. Will/can someone tell me how a new, modern hospital can fail to provide reasonable internet access to its patients? The place I was in was willing to provide internet access, if the patient was prepared to; A; pay an arm and a leg up front, B; put everything into THEIR computer system, C; put up with no WI-FI system. No details of any security of their system, no details, period! Sorry, but not good enough for mine! Can you imagine loading other people's work into a third party's computer? I went into hospital on the 17th of December,2014, for an operation on my Right big toe. I finally escaped on the 20th of August 2015, (!!!) minus one foot! I'd never realised how different life can be when your leg stops just below the knee! Somehow, shopping suddenly becomes difficult. When one is bipedal, one never notices that minor step up from the pavement into a shop, or the impractical design of a checkout! Forget about carrying your purchases, if you're in an unpowered wheelchair. And as for carrying anything while trying to get around on crutches, FORGET IT! But worse than all this is the sudden finding that you're treated as if you've had your brain removed, and that obviously you can't do anything for yourself! I try to be as independent as possible, but everywhere I go, people keep asking "Are you OK mate? Do you need a push?" with an almost immediate grab at the handles of my chair. Damn it, no! And then, their offended response is, "oh, no need to be like that, I was only trying to help yer!" Maybe I'm paranoid, but the concept of a stranger controlling where I'm going, from behind me---Urgh! Very occasionally, the slope is too much, but even then, I find reversing up usually works quite well. I'm hoping for a prosthesis very early in the new year, and then I hope to get around with a walking stick for a while. Meanwhile the whole Rehab system shuts down for a month for that pagan festival of shopping fever! Meanwhile, my other gripe is that I can't drive myself around. Not having that right foot means that I can't operate the pedals of my car, so I'm stuck relying on my son, or taxis. Life sucks, when you lose that accustomed independence! At least I haven't succumbed to the very common ailment of 3 out of 4 amputees: depression! I'm not depressed, just so damned ANGRY! Bloody doctors! But now to important stuff! I'm back, people! Anybody want some product proofed? I'm very restricted in my physical life, but my brain is still fully functional! Roll up, Roll up! Send me your work, I'm hungry, I'm ready, to paraphrase that famous line. Let me correct your poor vocab, your typos, your omitted words! "Quickly, and with style" as M Alphonse would say! (I've been watching too many DVD's, obviously!) My Kindle library is full of stuff I normally wouldn't look at once, let alone twice, but what else can I do? I've knitted, and given away, nearly a hundred sets of baby bootees and bonnets, but the weather is heating up, and that activity is becoming unpleasant now. Hence this plea for intellectual stimulation. HALP! Please, people!