Another early shift achieved, well if I am up at 3am I might as well go to work. Headed west, social worker waiting. Now those of you that know me are aware of my good, sweet nature, willingness to listen and compromise and willingness to be patient.
Really I am. Well ok, maybe I exaggerate but I'm trying. But chocolate teapots, one way tickets to rio, and am I actually talking chinese, all come to mind in that hour, in yet another beige room, while I was talking with Colin's social worker. I'm sure at one point or another things will magically click into place, but not today. Oh no. Walking out of the beige room I began to wonder in the Dr Surgery was still open, or in fact "the mean streets" (Taggart, for those of you who only watch BBC1) could supply me with an emergency supply of Valium.
Edenhall ward entered. Colin very agitated today. What was wrong? He appeared to be having a panic attack? Move over I thought, let me share the bed, I need medication this afternoon too!
He has had the tube in the vent reduced. A good sign. It means that we are on our way to the next level. But after 10 weeks on the vent it seems to be affecting Colin's physci.
He was really panic stricken, "whats wrong?" I said, "I'll calm down in a minute!" he replied.
It seems change is quite invasive. Trauma was caused to the trachea. No news of finger or toes today as consultant was away, breathing was taking priority this visit. Carolyn his nurse was summoned, a sedative administered, a new book started courtesy of Susan Sykes. Calm and peace was regained, by Colin anyway. Rain and water on the motorway, horrendous. Drove in tired induced coma, well ok I am exaggerating again, but not pleasant.
Melissa had friends round for dinner. Yes a grown up party, not just supper, but 3 courses and candles!
All very sophisticated, Martha Stewart and myself have worked wonders on my girls. All courses made from scratch, not a marks and spencers box in sight. Who knew?! Anyway, house full of light and candles, real fires and laughter, was I really home? So long since I remembered it like this.
Took my own sedative (in this case a slice of chocolate brownie raspberry cheesecake) before I climbed into bed, but sometimes you just have to. It was yummy.
Thursday, 19 November 2009
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