To be honest, T., I wasn't exactly a major league drinker by the time the roof fell in on me, so I guess it could be a much greater hardship. But yes, I do occasionally lust for a decent cold beer. The bloody TV commercials for beer are so good these days that I have a quiet sob into my diet cordial from time to time...
I did try legal action, Viz, because there was a major cock-up (more on the part of the hospital than of the surgeon): it dragged on for 10 years, and the outcome was a minuscule out of court settlement that did little more than pay for the confounded barrister (who was a total nitwit when it came to the crunch, anyway). The medical profession almost invariably closes ranks in medical negligence cases, and that is what buggered me. As luck would have it, though, I was able to claim workers compensation -- otherwise I would be in deep you know what.
Cheers,
Dave