0500, at work, phoned the hospital last night to check on progress, no change but temperature has dropped slightly. Colin is comfortable...hmm. More likely he has burned up so body has gone into sleep mode. Decided to phone again at 8am after the shift change for nursing staff so that they did not consider me a stalker.
Charlie offered to drive today. Most appreciated. The girls, Louise and Melissa, went today aswell to visit their Dad. I was tempted to have the day off, Colin to me to, but I would just sit in the house and feel guilty.
We found Colin looking better than the rest of the week. Still very tired but in much better spirits. Melissa read him the final two chapters of his book. Its only taken us 6 weeks to finish what would have taken him about 2 days to read himself. And lucky Colin, every time a new person was reading to him, he got a new set of characters, as everyone of use pronounced the characters names differently, Colin probably had no idea what actually happened in the end of the book!
He had done two sessions of physio that day, but no breathing. The doctor said that they had managed to grow two bugs from his infections and they had now got him on the right set of antibiotics to fight the infection. They are going to start working up to time off the ventilator again as soon as he is better. I am beginning to think that he is getting bored of us! Melissa and Louise ran out of "chat" quite soon as it has been a quiet week.
Life has entered a new pattern. Work or admin in the morning, and then off to Glasgow. Groceries bought in bits and pieces. I'm not and have never been "martha stewart" but this is ridiculous. James and Louise popped in on Saturday night to do "X-factor" and I was embarressed to say that the cpboards were bare!
My dad has been a provider of smoked salmon over the weeks. So between that and the fruit I should be emerging as Elle "the body" Mcpherson any day now.
Corrine, one of my oldest friends, rustled up some soup and stovies, again much appreciated. I am beginning to feel like a refugee, possibly illegal. The Red Cross have been alerted. Marks and Spencers credit card have put out a warning thatI must have had my card stolen, as their profits have plummeted in the last 6 weeks. The city is looking at a new recession. Enough is enough. For the sake of the country I am going to shop at tesco and fill my cupboard. So if you drop in for coffee their might not be a Martha Stewart or Jane Asher concoction, but you might get a bourbon biscuit, or a rich tea.
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