I was at the
hospital again, this time to try out a new
support sock. The
nurse who does the trying out and teaching about support socks was hot. Long blond hair, sweet smile and a manner careful to please and not offend. It took almost an hour to measure my leg and try out various socks.
She also explained that the sock was to improve circulation and help the blown out blood valves in the deep vein function somewhat. Deep vein thrombosis breaks some valves completely and damages others.
The long corridor in the middle of the hospital bothers me somehow, makes me feel out in the open more than being outside. It is wide and high, and over 200 meters long. I kind of imagine a wind developing in it, blowing people aside, slamming doors and so on. I like it, but I don't like it, but I do...