Well here we are another month of normal but not normal. The weather is weird , it’s often all four seasons in one day, my wardrobe has no idea what’s going on ….jumpers and vests, leggings, shorts, sundresses, raincoats, hoodies and jackets…no point in putting anything to one side.
Just when hubby and I thought it was safer out there we both went down with covid, I am left with tiredness and a cough whereas he has a cough exhaustion plus he has an ENT problem exassabated by the covid and is deaf. He has a hospital appointment but apparently there is a 12 months wait!
So covid is still around and contrary to what a lot of people , including our government , it never left. So we just plod along so far this year we have lost out on a Carribbean Holiday, The Queen’s Platinum jubilee celebrations, a concert at the O2, Queen and Adam Lambert, plus numerous outings. I know we have been unlucky because lots of people have managed holidays and outings but hey that’s life.
Anyway LindaGHill was saying she might bring back “what day is it anyway” and Di at pensitivity101 does a daily post I thought I go back to July 1st 2020 and see what was going on?
Okay I went back and looked and all I can guys we are not going back there to read July 1st or anything else from then!
Mother in Law had just died at the age of 100yrs of covid, I’d fallen ill and been hospital had a Cholecystectomy bag fitted which I had to wear for five months before have an operation to have the gall bladder out.
Linda was right every day was the same and it makes depressing reading so onwards and upwards 😁😁😁
Well what is happening 😳. I honestly thought that after the last two years, Covid, illness and deaths in the family and dear friends! Me being in and out of hospital and Ruby being ill that this year would be a huge improvement…..well I thought by the laws of fairness we deserved a better year this year. Baaahaaha!
Aparently not the fickle finger of fate has decided we have not had enough to cope with. We got Ruby through cancer and a huge op on her leg which took over a month to heal, then the poor old gal got vestibular disease. Hubby and I being ill too, you can read all about that here.
Well just when I thought things were on the mend, hubby got a call from the hospital to tell after his last set of tests they wanted him to have a liver biopsy. Aparently a simple procedure, a tube is inserted into the liver, this tube has a set of snippers to remove a biopsy sample from the liver (two samples in hubby’s case) and a radiologist guides the tube by X-ray.
We read up on the procedure and it all looked straight forward and recovery quick, 24 to 48 hrs of moderate pain/discomfort. Not for hubby. Long story short, he went in for his biopsy Wednesday morning 8am, I took him home at 3.15pm. by 5pm he was in worse pain that immediately after biopsy. No sleep that night as hubby was in so much pain. Thursday morning hubby rang the hospital, the recommended co codamol ….I went and got some from town but also we rang the surgery for advice. Our G.P. rang and asked for me to take hubby in. By this time hubby was in so much pain he could not get on the drs couch. She then rang the hospital and was told to send him to A & E.
The Dr wrote him a note for A & E. I dropped him there about 3pm. He was seen by a doctor. Who could see how much pain he was in. He has had scan and ultrasound. Two does of Morphine and assorted other tablets later and still the pain was just as bad. The scans and ultrasound were clear no damage to liver or stomach from biopsy and also no bleeds. The pain though was still excruciating? They believe a muscle was strained during the biopsy. As the position you are put in for the biopsy is odd and uncomfortable? That could be true of the lower pain but not the one in the shoulder.
So picked Hubby up from A & E really no better off than when I left him, in pain and looking awful. Anyway they had given him codine tablets and assured him there was no internal bleeding.
Unfortunately he had another very bad and painful night. Today he has been propped up on the sofa still in lots of pain. Of course it’s a Friday and the surgery will be closed all weekend . If things worsen it will time to call an ambulance or another drive to A&E, hopefully we can get through the next two days, but if there is no improvement it will be back to the surgery Monday ….fingers crossed we can get some help.
So yet again I am behind with posts and comments….I am actually exhausted. Plus we have Storm Eunice bashing around outside, two trees down in our road and lots more around the town. So we are staying in , though I have taken Ruby on two short walks so far today .
Please bear with me I will get round to you all and I may have to miss prompts…..even though I have just got round to catching up! Oh! and we still have to get the results of the biopsy . 🤞
Linda G Hill said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day? Whatever since the pandemic clipped all our wings. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
Yes indeed there’s no such place as halfway. But for some of us we have been caught in halfway, for what ever reason, sheltering, self isolation, illness, Covid19, or any illness, depression, fear what ever we have all been halfway. Some people deny this is happening, some people even deny Covid19, I hope it doesn’t bite them on the bum because it’s out there lurking, it’s not gone.
So when was the last time I wrote a #WDIIA?…… It was the 28th July. Why have I not written one since then because nothing, noteworthy, or not has happened.
The Cholesystectomy drain and bag and I have survived. I have had a few bleeds, trips to the hospital, a Fluoroscopy, where the Dr managed to break the stitch holding the drain in , that caused a bleed. That necessitated another trip to have drain checked luckily it was fine…so the drain and I bumbled along…me getting tired because the drain was sore and the the the dressings were agrevating my skin.
So from June to September the only trips out were to the Drs surgery to see the nurse, the hospital for emergencies or check ups (twice) and a Fluoroscopy, oh! Yes a trip to the Vets..yes I did say Vets that was for Ruby. Also the odd walk around the block some evenings.
We have had a socially distanced visit from our youngest son and his family. The elder grandson, 6years old amazed me by gently asking me what the bag was and happily accepted my answer that it was attached to a tube that took poison out of my body. No more said that was that, the younger lad 3years obviously took no notice of it. It was lovely to see the little family. Our two older lads have visited a couple of times too, infact the eldest stayed over night when restrictions allowed. It is interesting socially distancing at home!
Hubby has been very busy sorting his mother’s estate. Though his brother and sister are still being obstructive and his brother actually threatening and abusive. The House sale after an initial flurry has slowed to a big fat nothing, no interest at all for ten days now . The comments are, ‘too much work’, ‘seen bigger places for less’ and plain ‘ not big enough’ to mention a few. We did have a buyer but she pulled out : there was too much to do and she had pushed herself on the price. It’s a shame because we’d be happy to lower the price but hubby’s brother and sister are demanding the higher price…it’s all very stressful.
Ruby is well apart from her arthritis, she is slowing up now and does not like getting in and out of the car. She is very good at ruling the roost and has us wrapped around her paws !
So lastly to my news, it’s good and not so good but Hubby says I must just see the positive. Finally after three months I got my appointment with the surgeon. We arrived early as the letter advised due to parking spaces being at a premium… There was plenty of parking. We sat in the car for three quarters of an hour then we set off for Outpatients 1 level 2. We donned our masks, matching black . We arrived as the clinic too early and were asked, due to social distancing to go away and come back in half an hour. So we had a cup of coffee at the hospital coffee shop next to the clinic. We realized as we sat there that this was the first time we had had a cup of coffee anywhere but at home since Lockdown began at the end of March…. Not the most exciting place for our first coffee out.
At nine thirty we returned to the clinic, the nurse took our temperatures and gave us gel for our hands. I booked in and we took our seats, 2metres apart. There were only three other patients in there so it was clean, and easily socially distanced.
When we met the Dr he asked how I was,he then asked to examine me. He then without any warning took the drain out. I was a tad shocked as I had no idea this was going to happen. It was a little painful but I survived. So with the drain out he put a dressing on the drain site, he said it might weep for a few days. He was not very forthcoming about anything we asked him. I asked that now the drain was out would the symptoms return. He said yes they could come back, and I will be susceptible to infection.. I asked if the pain came back what should I do , he told me to take painkillers. I could if worked that out myself but for the fact they didn’t work the first time round. I asked how long the waiting list for my operation would be. He told us that he did not know anything about the waiting list and told us that because of the Covid19 they had not been doing operations, so there was at least a three months wait plus a backlog, plus people coming through all the time. So the list was long and growing. I was not a little disappointed by this news. As the guy had already told me the gall bladder was still needed to come out as the stone is still blocking the neck , he’d also said that I would be prone to infection and all the symptoms could come back. So we asked if we could get the op privately he told us he did not do private but we could if we wished and one of the other surgeons on the team did private work. He then asked if I still wanted to be on the NHS list we said definitely yes please. If we can get the operation done before my name comes up on the NHS list then we can inform them. So I am still on the NHS list. I was left feeling a little stressed as I fear the pain might come back. Plus the whole thing was not what I was expecting. I had been told that it would all be done together drain and gall bladder removal under anesthesia, but I survived the drain removal. I had also been told, when I was in hospital that I would probably be operated on two weeks after this appointment. But that was a different Dr. Hubby has started the private medical treatment procedure . I have contacted my GP surgery to request a letter of referral for the operation, as well as the one from the surgeon? I sent the GP’s surgery an email requesting the referral yesterday and in the afternoon they confirmed they had received it and forwarded it to my Dr. So now I wait and hope and pray the infection and pain do not return. On the up the drain is not there , it was getting very painful and my skin is very sore from the dressings used. So though I don’t feel much better yet I can move about freely and build up my strength for the operation. So as hubby’s says, be positive! So here is the most positive song I know.
Today I have had two good walks and I am determined to forge ahead!
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
Well I don’t think I want to live forever but I would like to live a little longer….maybe a lot longer. Non of us are immortal and after MIL’s passing losing friends over the years it brings it home to you. One day the boys are going to be the ones to step up to the plate and deal with our funerals.
Now Hubby and I had sorted out a funeral plan for ourselves and we have paid up front, about four years ago. When my sister Mary died, she had arranged every aspect of her funeral and the wake and it made things much simpler and less painful.
It’s not morbid really, we decided we had done our wills ages ago why not make it easy for the boys and sort out our funerals too. So it’s been sorted for s couple of years now.
We could never get Hubby’s mother to sort her funeral or arrangements out infact she would get down right hostile about it! It was a great deal of work to sort it all out…. So we decided to sort ours out. Hubby did his on Friday. He designed his order of service, his music and poems and speeches. So I thought I am a captive patient at the moment so Saturday afternoon I set to and have organised my funeral too.
Like hubby,order of service, music, and where I would like my ashes scattered. ( In Pitshsnger Park Ealing London with Hubbys) I, like Hubby want a simple humanist service with a Celebrant. Up beat an hopefully happy.
We are hoping that this way it will be easier for which ever of us goes first and ultimately easier for the boys …. It is not what any of us want to think of but it will make life a lot easier for those we leave behind. That’s what it’s all about isn’t it.
I have thought long and hard about what music I want and come up with these. I want to go in to Canto Della Terra by Andrea Bocelli
No hymns instead The prayer by Donna Taggart
I have written a thank you note to everyone and asked God / Gaia to look after everyone left behind . Instead of a prayer I feel it’s more heartfelt. I don’t want them feeling they have to say a prayer by rote.
I am going out on a high note with Sia’s Your Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile.
I was tired after that so I was in bed by 9pm but I was in a lot of pain so I could not sleep but I got through the night. As it was the 4th July both Independence Day film were on , I couldn’t concentrate so we recorded them to watch later.
Sunday 5th July 2020.
Awake at stupid o’clock, my wound was really sore and I had a thumping headache. I had a paracetamol and that helped a little. I rested in bed until 1pm then got up , Hubby and I had a walk round the block to keep my legs working… I rang the changes and wore a different long scarf to hide my bag.
We had a quiet afternoon and at 5pm we went out and clapped for the NHS’s 72th Anniversary and to wave to our neighbours. I was a little disappointed as not many bothered to come out but that’s their choice , those of us who did showed our gratitude.💜
We had our weekly video virtual get together with our friends up the road, it was hilarious as usual. I was tucked up in bed again by 9pm. It took me ages to get to sleep but eventually I did and I slept better and woke up in less pain.
Mondy 6th July
Awake at not so stupid o’clock, and was feeling marginally better. Hubby walked Ruby and did the housework. I rang round and found a dog groomer who would cut Ruby’s claws for us. She has long quicks in them and we don’t like to risk hurting her. I did get her an appointment and hubby dropped her off there and waited while she was done. It only took 5mins and then he took her on for her afternoon walk.
It’s been a quiet day of mixed weather, we have heard from the boys and one of my sisters. I ached today so after dinner I have asked hubby if we can do a walk around the block to ease things up.
That’s about it for now. I hope you are all feeling good, sending hugs to you all.
This song is so much deeper that it appears on first hearing. It’s all about depression, or maybe that’s too strong a word. Perhaps apaphy is better word. ” I can’t change my mould, I am here in my mould, and I am million different people from one day to next, I can’t change my mold”. To me that’s very poignant especially these strange days. On the face of it the video could easily be about flouting social distancing…. Don’t get me started.
As I am recovering with this bag , my new friend things have become even more ground hog and indistinguishable! I still wake at stupid o’clock. Though now Hubby does most things I used to. I do as much as I can, even if it’s behind his back. I don’t tell him and it’s always one less job for him to do.
At some point over the weekend our friends Debbie and Chris came to socially distance in the garden, that was lovely but it rained…. We spoke to the boys and did all the usual things, plus our weekly virtual night at the pub with our friends. I was tucked up in bed by nine.
Hubby is also busy sorting out his Mum’s estate, so much involved with that and busy.
Monday 29th June 2020.
Up at stupid o’clock, hubby walked Ruby and I got dressed. We had a hospital appointment to have the drain and bag checked. We arrived just after 10am, parking was not easy but eventually we got a space. Hubby went and found me a wheel chair and we were off.
We arrived at the ADSU at about 10.30, they did seem very busy. The nurse incharge seems very abrupt but we had an appointment. We were waiting around for a while then they found us a bay and bed.
Things looked up when our nurse arrived, she was really nice and welcoming and very confident. So bloods, stats and four hour wait we had a 6mins consultation.
The two doctors we saw were really helpful, if not a tad rushed. But the answered all my questions and addressed my worries. They told me all was looking okay. The bleeding seemed to have stopped 🤞the dressing, tubes,drain and bag all good too. I have to go back in about four weeks to have special X-ray and see the surgeon about the removal of drain and operation. I am hoping we will be looking at another 6 weeks. Hubby had got us a sandwich and drink while we were waiting and we had lunch in the car before we headed home.
I was knackered when we got home 💜
Tuesday 30th June 2020 to Friday 3rd July 2020.
Well it’s almost been sleep, eat repeat. Not too much eat though. Hubby walks the dog, we keep in touch with friends and family. I empty my cholecystectomy bag daily. Hubby shops, cooks and cleans, I do my bit and will my body to heal. I walk round and round the garden and house to keep fit.
Last night and tonight hubby and I walked out the front door, around the block and back into the back door. All good exercise. Not far but it’s a start. Also our middle lad popped round to social distance round the garden.
That’s really all I have to tell at the moment so it’s time for a happy song . I have used this song before but I am going to use it again. Because I need to be brave and positive and this song makes me feel both!
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
Yes the show must go on, however we feel like shouting STOP! It won’t. We must find our way through the mis-imformation and the contradictory advice, the two faced politicians who treat us with contempt. Yes it’s up to us now to “be alert” what ever that means, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland have to “Stay home.” I know what that means… But “be alert” ?? Nah! What’s that all about.
Monday 25 May 2020.
Hubby and I up at stupid o’clock, I really don’t need to tell you but incase anyone has newly arrived I shall explain.
Oh! Look another new normal, Hubby was up at even more stupid o’clock than I . He could not sleep worrying about his mum. So there we were both battling with stupid o’clock.He took Ruby out after his breakfast and after he’d rung the hospital. So started another day… Too early.
Monday was a bank holiday, not that that should mean anything on partial lockdown. Well it didn’t to us really but I am sad to say and appalled by some people in this country, who dashed off to beaches and beauty spots throwing caution and social distancing to the wind.
We spent most of the day trying to get hold of the hospital, it is harder to get through the eye of needle than get any proper information on MIL. Most of the day was spent, cooking, gardening and housework!
News re MIL. Hubby spoke to ward. No change re MIL. Asleep now. Had a comfortable night. Doctor seeing her later and advised to ring back at 2pm.. I asked how long will she stay in bed and how long on introvenous food. .”The nurse didn’t know that’s down to occupation therapist and doctor. Again mentioned hearing aids, his note and MIL having responded to written notes. She said she would write that down…… 🤔….
In the afternoon as advised we tried at 2pm… After calling a dozen times with no answer eventually phone was answered by a physio. He said no nurses around who dealt with MIL. He did not know MIL but got her notes out and said at doctors round this morning the doctor had recorded, no lumber puncture required (no reason stated in the notes!) , to do a CT scan of the head and an ECG. The physio said if he wanted to speak to a doctor I should call between 9 and 10am. Said I had done that today and told to ring back at 2pm. He didn’t know what to say. Communication by them is extremely poor. I fear another complaint to PALS is looming.
We tried again in the evening but didn’t get any real information, she had been restless but was sleeping now, nurse was busy. We felt very frustrated and fobbed off. Not a good day!
Tuesday 26th May 2020
The day started the same as any other of late, Hubby worried about his Mum, endless and fruitless attempts to get through to the ward with no luck. Rang early same old same old. Hubby did the shopping, another successful trip, home safe.
Hubby rang again about 10am and spoke to a Dr who said they would ring later. We waited in all day then at about three when we were taking Ruby out a Dr rang . We picked middle sons washing up for him .
Look all I can say is that this week’s been a rollercoaster of ups and downs. MIL is not in a good way, this lock down is getting me getting me down. The easing back of restrictions is even more stressful. I actually don’t want to talk about it anymore this week.
ENOUGH
Wedneday 27thMay.2020
Up stupid o’clock, Pilates at 10.30am, walked Ruby in the afternoon.
Numerous calls to hospital no good news.
Thursday 28th May 2020
Same as same as. No Pilates. Last official clap for NHS. May carry on if everyone else does.
Friday 29th May 2020.
Bad night waking up every two hours with cramp and bad dreams. So up at Stupid o’clock today hubby was so tired he stayed in bed until nearly 9am. So I fed, medicated and let Ruby out.
Before Hubby got up I did two Lesley Sansone exercise videos. Then after breakfast we took Ruby to a completely different places for a walk. She loved it we loved it, it was great to have a change and there were not too many people around! As it was around 10am , drs rounds hubby rang the hospital it took hubby an hour to get through to the ward but it was worth it as a Dr answered the phone.!
The Dr said MIL sitting up and looking around, he also said no change and still treating her for inflation of the brain due to Covid19. He said she is frail and it could go either way. They will decide if she can be moved to us but at the moment they just don’t know which way it will go. Feel a bit more positive as she is sitting up and alert.
We got home hubby contacted the boys, and people who want to know about MIL. I did the housework. I do feel better than yesterday, let’s hope the rest of the day can be as nice, less stressful and free from mixed up messages. I am sorry I lost it yesterday… I shall leave that in because this is real!
Time for a happy song. This one is to all WARRIORS. MIL IS ONE TOO.
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
So yes it’s still #confused.com here or as I’d like to put it one law for them and one for us!
Yes useless this how I felt all of Friday, so low and depressed. Hubby was up at even more stupid o’clock than I . He could not sleep worrying about his mum. So there we both battling with stupid o’clock. Ringing the hospital and hitting a brick wall time after time. Eventually got through to the ward, got the same response, call back, rang several times, eventually told only one person can be updated and sort it out. Hubby then explained that short term MIL might go back home but long term if she needed 24/7 care we were the only ones willing to provide this.. So information on her was essential so we could plan. He also mentioned the non communication with BIL. Hubby suggested he might talk to the Director of Nursing to resolve it. The nurse changed her tune, got nans file and said that both of of them would need to be updated by the doctor.
I had my Zoom Pilates class.
Hubby took Ruby for her walk.The day progressed. No phone calls as promised. However, by contacting Patient Liaison at the hospital hubby found out that under their policy BIL was designated next of kin and hubby was not entitled to information unless he could prove I was on equal terms with him. As Hubby has MIL power of attorney which shows they are all equal and after they contacted BIL he was granted next of kin status and given a password.. The doctor then rang. MIL will be in for a fair time. They do not know reason for seizures and are testing for everything eg: encephalitis and meningitis etc. If she manages to get out of hospital, which we hope she does, it is clear she will not be able to stay at her house and will come here to us BIL had already told the hospital this.
Thank goodness hubby is now in the loop. Trouble is I am totally exhausted and I feel dead these last few days have finished me off.
Hubby had to walk Ruby on his own because I was not up for it. We had a quiet evening. Sleep before my head explodes.
Saturday 23rd
Oh! Look another new normal, Hubby was up at even more stupid o’clock than I . He could not sleep worrying about his mum. So there we were both battling with stupid o’clock.
Hubby had already spoken to the ward and though the information was complete it was it was not too good.
MIL had been moved to another ward but this had obviously upset her and she had not been happy. Somehow she managed to pull out her drip, feeding tube and cathata and get out of bed. They put her on one to one observation for the night. In the morning she was “okay”.
Hubby walked Ruby, we checked in with the boys.
My friend became a grandma so warm wishes to all concerned.
Hubby checked in with the ward mid morning and discoverd MIL was still very unsettled, he asked if she had her hearing aids, a very kind nurse found them, in her hand bag. Hubby was asked if he could bring her in some night dresses. Which bless him he did, over to his mother’s house collected the bag from BIL’s car then off to the hospital.
But before that we took Ruby for her annual booster injection. All well organized, park car, knock on back door of surgery, let vet take dog, a few minutes later she comes out the other door. Back into the car and home.
While he was on his way to the hospital he had a call from the Dr to ask if he would agree to his mother being a Lumber Puncher as they needed to see if she has Covid19 on the brain. It was a shock but he agreed. He arrived at the ward and dropped off her clothes.
When he got home I had done the ironing, then we took Ruby for her walk.
We then spent over an hour trying to get through to the hospital, it’s like pulling teeth, I swear we have rung at least twenty times !. Finally we got through to the Nurse we spoke to this morning. He had received MIL’s stuff but had been too busy to sort any of it.
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
I have made it plain I am not happy about the relaxation of some of lockdown rules. We have been told to be aware, we can travel to have exercise, understandably the people who live in beauty spots and by the sea don’t want hoards of tourists and I agree. The government urged those who could to go back to work to do so. Our prime minister Boris urged people not to use public transport, use your car bike or walk. But you cannot mix households so you cannot give colleagues a lift? You might work together but you can’t travel together ? So lots more cars on the road especially London. Then the Mayor of London Sadiq Khan not only decides to bring back the congestion charge he puts it up?? So he is in essence forcing loads of people on to public transport and into more danger.
You can meet one person in a Park but no touching and observe social distancing, then schools starting in June, don’t get me started.. why not wait until September and then everyone repeat the year… It is all so muddled all so confusing. I fear we are heading for rising infection rates and deaths. I know the country needs to make money but not at risk to life #justsaying.
Monday 18th May 2020.
Up with the Lark at stupid o’clock, let Ruby out, feed, water and medicate her. Hubby up at sensible o’clock, feed hubby then he walks Ruby. After his walk Hubby rang his Mum and was delighted by how well she doing. He then updated family and friends as to her progress.
We have been worried about our eldest and middle son because they are both on their own and at risk health wise. As I said we saw our youngest son, his wife and children on Saturday. Following the rules, grandparents can drive to the grandchildren’s house and stand at the gate and talk. So we invited our middle lad to join us for a socially distanced, garden lunch. He can access our back garden from the street without coming through the house. It was great to see him and he really enjoyed the company too.
After he left we took Ruby for her walk. I didn’t have to cook in the evening because we had already had jacket potatoes with cheese and baked beans, salad and coleslaw.
Tuesday 19th May.
Same old same old start to the day. I saw stupid o’clock as always . Hubby rang his mum again they had a good chat and he was really lifted. He then went shopping for us and Mark , I don’t remember what else happened that day, we took Ruby for a walk and skyped with our friends in America .
Wednesday 20th
Hello stupid o’clock fancy seeing you here! Hubby up at sensible walks Ruby.
Early call from sister in law to say that MIL had been taken back into Hospital. Sends hubby off the scales. He rings the hospital to find out what’s going on. Seems like MIL had a seizure in the night, she was unresponsive hubby’s brother called an ambulance. She was taken back to Hospital. They hoped to stop the siezures with drugs and either send her home or to a hospital nearer her home.
This was a worry but there was nothing we could do . We had made arrangements to visit our eldest son who lives in Brighton to meet in his local park. According to the rules we can meet our son but we must keep social distance. We discussed things and decided that we should still go.
Hubby took our middle son’s shopping over to him and brought back his washing. I prepared our dinner so we could have an early lunch , before we set off to meet our lad and have a late afternoon picnic in the park.
I had a Pilates zoom lessen at 10.30. Hubby spoke to the hospital and was reassured a little. After Pilates I got the washing done and out on the line. We had salmon and roast veg which was very nice.
We headed on down to meet our son. We got there half an hour early and we took Ruby for a walk, we found a lovely shady spot under a tree and settled down to wait for our lad. He arrived and we had a chat, I had brought coffee and a picnic . We had our picnic and apart from the social distancing it was like having a picnic! I did find it strange to see so many people in one place, they were social distancing but there were so many more than we see where we live.
At about 5pm hubby got an update from the hospital. Apparently MIL cannot be moved because she is unstable, and keeps fitting. They need to change drugs and possibly do a scan .
Shortly after that we cleared up and headed home. It was lovely seeing our eldest I felt reassured he was coping. It took us just under two hours to drive home. Just before we went to bed a doctor from the hospital phoned. MIL was given double dose of normal medicine and a new drug and for last 3 hours she has been stable. She had now been transferred to another hospital Sounds like it will be observation. The CT scan revealed nothing abnormal.
We went to bed.
Thursday 21st May
Well slightly different today, shock horror! Stupid o’clock arrived and tapped me on the shoulder, I told it to sod off and determindly stayed in bed . Managed another hour until my mind was about to explode. So good morning not so stupid o’clock! Hubby up at sensible o’clock. Took Ruby out.
Usual day did normal lockdown things contacted sisters, the boys, and hubby plodded away trying to contact the new hospital, they just will not tell us anything , and they say Hubby should talk to his brother Hubby explained his brother will not talk to him at all. One nurse even said “well sort it out” yes in a perfect world that would be great. Hubby tried and in the end was so insulted and then threatened by his brother he gave up with him. Anyhow you don’t need to know any of this but it’s been very stressful.
So in the afternoon we took Ruby for a walk . We went later because it was so hot .
We had pizza and salade for dinner, then it was time to go out to clap for the NHS and all Keyworkers. We had a little chat with the neighbours which was really lovely.
Then we watched a Star Trek tried the hospital again, with no luck. We went to bed exhausted.
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
So where do we go from here? I really don’t know, the signposts are all muddled, the directions are all so unclear. Our leaders are all lost, up the creek without a paddle.
Friday 15th.
Hardly any sleep up with the Lark at stupid o’clock, let Ruby out, feed, water and medicate her. Hubby up at sensible o’clock, feed hubby then he walks Ruby. Do housework,ironing and gave shower! Pilates at 10.30, like Wednesday’s class the WiFi was much better down stairs, it is less convenient and I had to draw the curtains as Hubby and Ruby were messing about in the garden and making me laugh!
We hear from the hospital that MIL is to be going home to her house tomorrow. Hubby also has a chat with her on the phone. We walked Ruby, had dinner, fish cakes, chips and beans, quiet evening.
Saturday 16th
Up with the birds at stupid o’clock, let Ruby out, feed, water and medicate her. Hubby up at sensible o’clock, feed hubby then he walks Ruby. Did housework.
We ring the hospital and find Mil is all set to be taken home but we don’t know when. They arranged to ring and let us know.
We have been invited round to our son’s to see the grandchildren. The rules as set out are we can drive over to their house and stand at their gate and they can talk to us from the front door. On the way over we stop of at a supermarket and Hubby manages to get a helicopter, a car transporter, two bars of chocolate, a bunch of flowers and a large bag of chocolate buttons. Though it’s only a forty five minutes drive to their house it’s the furthest we have been since lockdown.
It was wonderful to see everyone and they all seemed pleased to see us. We left the gifts on their window sills . It was great to see them even if we had to shout, absolutely no cuddles but the boys seemed to understand 💜. We took Ruby with us which delighted the boys so much. We stayed half an hour then we walked Ruby along the canal tow path that runs behind our son’s house. Just us we are not allowed to walk out as two separate households, so we waved goodbye and went.
We did not walk too far along the path as there were too may people there! The tow path was too narrow for proper social distancing but before we went back to the car we were rewarded with the beautiful swan family above.
We heard from the hospital on the way home they said MILwas going to her house at 12.30 in a Taxi with a occupational therapist who will access care provision, carer calling at 1.30 and again tonight and from there on 3 times a day.
That was such good news after all the worry and a month in hospital we let all the boys know and we were relieved. ..Hubby and his brother do not communicate very well so our youngest son kindly rang that afternoon and got us an update. Mil was happy and settled.
We had apple and pork sausages, mash potatoes, baby corn and sugar peas.
Sunday 17th
Up with the birds at stupid o’clock, let Ruby out, feed, water and medicate her. Hubby up at sametime, fed hubby then he walked Ruby. Did housework
I washed all the floors, threw out several pairs of shoes, did some washing. Hubby rang to see how his mum was doing, someone answered the phone and handed it to MIL. Hubby had a chat of sorts and he was delighted to speak to her. He then had a chat with the carer who sounded very nice. This set a lovely relaxed feeling to the day. It has been very stressful and fraught of late.
It has been a lovely day, weather wise and relaxing too. We heard from family and friends, our water was cut off for about an hour which got us and neighbours chatting..at a safe distance. Had some messages from friends and a phone call too.
We had dinner at lunchtime, Quiche, salad, coleslaw and home made potato salade.
This evening we are joining our friends from up the road for our weekly virtual pub night! In our own living rooms 😀.
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ?
Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
Holding on for a Hero, yes we are, we are hoping for a cure/ vaccine or even test to tell us if we have, or have had the virus. The trouble is no one knows enough about this Covid19 so until our hero arrives anytime in the next twenty years we are all spitting in the wind….. Or maybe not as we might get arrested.
Yes clear as Mud.
So back to ground hog day. Up stupid o’clock, let Ruby out fed, medicate and gave Ruby water, do house work, prepare breakfast, hubby up sensible o’clock. Hubby walks Ruby .
Monday 11th
I honestly can’t really remember what happened, I didn’t write it down! If I recall I did the ironing, we walked Ruby, I did housework and we will have checked up at least twice on MIL!
Hubby rang the hospital about MIL and spoke to the doctor. Their concern at moment is MIL’s swollen hand. It’s not a trauma and think it might be gout as the uric acid level is high. She has never before had gout in that area, normally her big toe but they are exploring it. They have taken blood and will speak to the consultant re the hand/knuckle. Apparently if the body is under stress you make more uric acid. She is also slightly dehydrated and are managing that as well as a urine infection. MIL must be very tough because she is coping with all these issues as well as Covid 19. They are hoping the covid test will be negative later in the week so they can release her.
I also would of checked out on some friends and my sisters. Still struggling with the confusing new rules I spoke to our youngest son about the grandchildren. He put my mind at rest. I cooked a good old fry up with eggs, bacon, black pudding, baked beans, mushrooms and fried bread it was delicious.
Hubby rang about Mil that evening apart from still having Covid, a UTI and gout in the hand she’s okay. The doctor said they will be moving her out of the acute ward to a smaller hospital nearer her home. This could happen in next few days. He said they might not test again as although she is still covid positive the other hospital might test again.
Tuesday 12th.
So back to ground hog day. Up stupid o’clock, let Ruby out fed, medicate and gave Ruby water, do house work, prepare breakfast, hubby up sensible o’clock. Hubby walks Ruby .
Housework, hubby went shopping, for us and our middle son. After lunch hubby decided to start pointing the brick wall in the drive.
Middle son rang, due to new confusing rules could he come round for a coffee, we could all sit in the garden . We decided yes he could.
He stayed an hour, said it was really love to see us. He took his clean washing and shopping home which saved us a trip. It was lovely to see him. We checked the Rules we had got them wrong! We stayed outside right, but in our garden and not a park wrong? , He saw us both…wrong should only have seen one of us ? We stayed over 2metres apart ..right.
We walked Ruby.
Wednesday 13th
So back to ground hog day. Up stupid o’clock, let Ruby out fed, medicate and gave Ruby water, do house work, prepare breakfast, hubby up sensible o’clock. Hubby walks Ruby .
10.30am Pilates via Zoom, really good lesson hubby and Ruby still pointing the wall.
Hospital rang hubby at 11am to say MIL was moving to a smaller hospital nearer her home. After an hour Hubby rang the new hospital and was told she had settled in OK. As she has Covid she is in isolation.
Housework, did some blogging than we walked Ruby. When we got back hubby took some chocolates and a card to the nurses and drs who had been looking after MIL before her transfer.
We had fishcakes for dinner. Hubby checked up on MIL, not so good. She had a bad evening because she could not sleep with the lights in her new room in isolation. The nurse said that MIL had said she would report them all. They moved her and she was asleep now. We decided the move of hospital would have unsettled her.
Thursday 14th
So back to ground hog day. Up stupid o’clock, let Ruby out fed, medicate and gave Ruby water, do house work, prepare breakfast, hubby up sensible o’clock. Hubby walks Ruby .
Housework, then 10.30 zoom coffee and chat with best friend, sort the world out! I cooked two Lazanges and a Bolegnse, so it’s two for the freezer and one for tonight.
Hubby spoke to the same nurse that he spoken to the night before and was told MIL woke at 5, had had a cup of tea and was more content. I think the move of hospital would have unsettled her.
Hubby and Ruby did even more pointing! Took Ruby for a walk. Rang hospital, hubby tried to talk to MIL on phone she was upset and could not hear him. Then he rang back and with help of two great male nurses, one in the isolation room with MIL and one outside on the phone , they sorted her hearing aids out…that was a tad frustrating and tiring but they got there in the end!
Tonight it is Clap for the NHS and Keyworkers at 8pm so we will be out there and I will be out there with my saucepan lids 💜.
Time for a happy song, by the way all the songs on this post have been by my favourite Imogen Heap.
PS. Good news we have been invited round to our youngest son’s front gate to see our son and his family on Saturday. …We are definitely allowed to do that. So excited. 💜
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