My alarm went off as usual at 6. Lay for a moment or two finding the energy to get up. Felt lousy. Could feel I was bunged up with sinus – all the wind yesterday obviously set if off. Let the spoilt ones out and put the kettle on. Still too cold to sit outside. Put TV on and sat with my coffee. Finished my coffee and sat another couple of minutes. Suddenly realized I was feeling better. The advice to drink something hot – anything as long as it is hot – to combat cold and flu symptoms definitely works. Had another cup to celebrate.
News not good on the TV. Earthquake affecting Sumatra and a tsunami in Samoa. Those Poor People. Makes a person realize just how good life is and how lucky I am living here on my little spot of paradise. I really love being here.
Phoned the hospital and was informed hubby was now under the care of another Dr and he was scheduled for a sonar of the abdomen. Sorted out a few things before leaving for the hospital. The weather had changed for the worst – a cold wind was blowing, there were low, dark clouds and we had about ten drops of rain. I dressed warmly with a long sleeved shirt and a jacket (as well as trews of course). I didn’t bother with my sunglasses either.
Hubby was pleased to see us but was still in a lot of pain with his stomach. He wasn’t allowed to eat ready for the scan – he had been given the sonar just before we arrived and they had ruled out appendicitis. The gall bladder was suspected. He was very grumpy and edgy due to not eating and at one stage jumped out of bed ready to go home. Hubby had also found out that they had inserted a Stent – he had no idea when and where it was done.
After leaving the hospital we quickly dashed up to the workshop to check on things and get them much needed supplies. By the time we left for home the weather was very warm and sunny. I squinted all the way home. After all these years I cannot be without my trusty sunglasses. The bigger the better.
We had a quick lunch and Alison went off for the afternoon visit. By the time she got there hubby was fuming and letting all and sundry know how he felt. He still hadn’t had anything to eat or drink. After a few complaints a Sister came to tell him that he had gall stones which they were going to treat with medication. If that doesn’t work he will need an op. Oh dear! Let’s hope and pray that the medication works. Once they had the diagnosis they transferred him to another ward where he carried on grumbling. Alison eventually fetched him a glass of water. Poor hubby – he is NOT having a good time.
Made supper and Alison and I went off for the evening visit. We took Travis with so that he and Grandpa could say Hi to each other. We were a bit early so we had a cappuccino with a friend there who had bought her son to casualty. After a quick chat we made our way up to hubby’s ward.
Hubby did not look good. He was drenched in perspiration and his bedding was all wet. I asked what had happened and was informed that he had got such terrible chest pains that he was given another ECG. A nursing sister who is a friend was working in the wards and she went to see him. He was so angry by then that he told her if the Dr comes near him he would Bliksem him. Sister rushed off to get the Dr and between them explained everything and changed his medication. He was feeling better by then as the medication was working and he had been given something to eat and drink. Food was only a bowl of soup and some jelly but anything is better than nothing.
Sister explained all to me. Hubby has Gall Stones which has caused a bad infection. This must be cleared by medication because if they go in and operate the infection will spread throughout his body and cause septicemia which will kill him. Scary stuff but at least the right diagnosis has been made now. They will operate when the infection is clear. So goodness knows when he will be discharged. I asked him why he was being so stroppy and he said he had been in such pain and every time he complained he was ignored. Enough was enough.
After all this we were able to settle down and enjoy the rest of the visit. Hubby was in good spirits when we left him. I have just finished my usual night cap and am ready for bed.
Both Diane and I are really looking forward to taking pics at the Pride Parade on Saturday.(Well actually I’m just the assistant). The vibe there is great and the costumes are unbelievable. Diane had a pic printed in the Times Newspaper taken at the Parade in 2007.
News not good on the TV. Earthquake affecting Sumatra and a tsunami in Samoa. Those Poor People. Makes a person realize just how good life is and how lucky I am living here on my little spot of paradise. I really love being here.
Phoned the hospital and was informed hubby was now under the care of another Dr and he was scheduled for a sonar of the abdomen. Sorted out a few things before leaving for the hospital. The weather had changed for the worst – a cold wind was blowing, there were low, dark clouds and we had about ten drops of rain. I dressed warmly with a long sleeved shirt and a jacket (as well as trews of course). I didn’t bother with my sunglasses either.
Hubby was pleased to see us but was still in a lot of pain with his stomach. He wasn’t allowed to eat ready for the scan – he had been given the sonar just before we arrived and they had ruled out appendicitis. The gall bladder was suspected. He was very grumpy and edgy due to not eating and at one stage jumped out of bed ready to go home. Hubby had also found out that they had inserted a Stent – he had no idea when and where it was done.
After leaving the hospital we quickly dashed up to the workshop to check on things and get them much needed supplies. By the time we left for home the weather was very warm and sunny. I squinted all the way home. After all these years I cannot be without my trusty sunglasses. The bigger the better.
We had a quick lunch and Alison went off for the afternoon visit. By the time she got there hubby was fuming and letting all and sundry know how he felt. He still hadn’t had anything to eat or drink. After a few complaints a Sister came to tell him that he had gall stones which they were going to treat with medication. If that doesn’t work he will need an op. Oh dear! Let’s hope and pray that the medication works. Once they had the diagnosis they transferred him to another ward where he carried on grumbling. Alison eventually fetched him a glass of water. Poor hubby – he is NOT having a good time.
Made supper and Alison and I went off for the evening visit. We took Travis with so that he and Grandpa could say Hi to each other. We were a bit early so we had a cappuccino with a friend there who had bought her son to casualty. After a quick chat we made our way up to hubby’s ward.
Hubby did not look good. He was drenched in perspiration and his bedding was all wet. I asked what had happened and was informed that he had got such terrible chest pains that he was given another ECG. A nursing sister who is a friend was working in the wards and she went to see him. He was so angry by then that he told her if the Dr comes near him he would Bliksem him. Sister rushed off to get the Dr and between them explained everything and changed his medication. He was feeling better by then as the medication was working and he had been given something to eat and drink. Food was only a bowl of soup and some jelly but anything is better than nothing.
Sister explained all to me. Hubby has Gall Stones which has caused a bad infection. This must be cleared by medication because if they go in and operate the infection will spread throughout his body and cause septicemia which will kill him. Scary stuff but at least the right diagnosis has been made now. They will operate when the infection is clear. So goodness knows when he will be discharged. I asked him why he was being so stroppy and he said he had been in such pain and every time he complained he was ignored. Enough was enough.
After all this we were able to settle down and enjoy the rest of the visit. Hubby was in good spirits when we left him. I have just finished my usual night cap and am ready for bed.
Both Diane and I are really looking forward to taking pics at the Pride Parade on Saturday.(Well actually I’m just the assistant). The vibe there is great and the costumes are unbelievable. Diane had a pic printed in the Times Newspaper taken at the Parade in 2007.
Above is me and my famous glasses as well as me in my morning coffee spot with the spoilt ones.
Cheers until tomorrow
Cheers until tomorrow
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