The Anonymous Widower

Varicose Veins

I have a couple of small varicose veins, but both my parents had ones that stood out like those in Stilton cheese.  My father’s were probably from injuries playing football, but my mother’s were just bad luck.  Or were they inherited?

So why is it that we don’t seem to have the bad veins of our parents?

My mother had her veins improved in the late 1950s at Highlands Hospital in Winchmore Hill.  What was unusual was not only was the surgeon a woman, but she was also Indian.  She actually did her ward rounds in a sari.

As was typical of my parents, they made no comments except positive ones about the doctor.  In fact, I never ever heard either of them utter a racist thought.  Hopefully, I’ve kept up the same standards.

June 29, 2009 - Posted by | Health | ,

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