“Sometimes it’s not what we say or do that makes an impact, but what we don’t say or do!” – Unknown
Well I did promise a blog for Thursday yesterday, and I didn’t deliver on that. I have a really valid excuse though – I ended up in hospital for the night and not with a laptop at hand. But also feeling that crappy that really the blog was the last thing worrying me. Firstly, how did Friday end up with me in hospital? Well it seems that I don’t do high strength anti-biotics to well. I woke with a head ache rating about a 6-7 in pain and that topped out about an 8 occassionally. None of my normal pain killers were really doing there thing and I kept reaching and trying to hold back the nausea often due to the pain, which was making the head pain feel even worse.
I head off to my 10am appointment to get my IV anti-biotics to deal with my cellulitis in my ankle. I am barely in the door of the clinic when I have 2 nurses looking very concerned about me and next I am been put into a bed in a room, all my vitals getting checked, etc, and explaining how I’m going. The hospital I’m at is the little 5 bed ward that is the acute admission ward above the 24 hour clinic in Bealey Ave that I never knew existed). Explain everything, and bugger me if within an hour they have said I’ll be in overnight at least and they have fluids going into my arm along with anti-biotics, dressings changed on the left foot, blood tests taken, IV pain killers loaded, and a cold flannel on my head (which helped the most). I text Sue and tell her what’s happening. A bit shell shocked I think is the best way to describe the reaction.
So about the sum of Friday is Joh brings up my meds from home so I have all I need with me, and stays with me until Sue and the boys arrive. Joh heads off then. Sue and Jacob head off to get Domino’s for tea for us – no point having hospital food. Have a lovely, totally bad pig out on pizza – What, its not exactly going to kill me – sorry black humour Family stay for a bit longer then head off. I watch some more TV and promptly fall asleep. The nurse still checks in to make sure I’m OK. I eventually wake about 11pm and head to bed. The nurse comes in connects my next lot of meds and fluids, reads me a bedtime story, and tucks me in – not quite that good a service but does hook up the meds.
Wake up several times during the night and have a general crappy hospital sleep. Determined though to be well enough to be set free as we have Edmonds family photos arranged for today. Get my last lot of meds about 7am and get up, shower and eat some brekkie. Sue arrives about 11:30am to get me, and I get the go news that I am allowed to go home. They will come out to the house at 8:30am on Sunday morning to give me my next lot of IV drugs (fantastic service) so I don’t have to worry about getting across town to the clinic to get the meds. Feeling very spoilt really.
On with Saturday – get home to find the boys are out with Joh, so Sue and I head to the Old Vicarage for lunch and a catch up with life, and where everything is at. Sue takes Summa (the dog to the vet as she has developed an infection on her leg. She gets home and hour later (and $220 poorer) with a dog looking sad for herself with a cone on her head. Then head back home, as the rest of the Edmonds whanau are due to turn up. We are meeting at our house then heading off to Victoria Park to have Cath take some family photos for us. Hence Joh’s visit home. It is also the first time (and sadly probably the last time that all of the Edmonds from Mum and Dad will be together as a whole – the next time will be at my farewell I would hope and say). So needless to say trying to keep my emotions in check as to that aspect of it. Though I also think that others also know that is the reality of it all too. Cath is waiting for us when we get up there. Head off and do the photos, have a great time and everyone is relaxed and enjoying it too. Glad no West Family traits (Outrageous Fortune) came out, and all were well behaved. We all head back to our house for a family BBQ. Norm joins us too.
I man the BBQ and try to watch the 7’s at the same time. All have a good evening and Nick comes over to drop off a present (a lovely china mug with footballers on it) from Aunty Viv and Uncle Col – thanks so much guys. Hope you’re feeling better Colin. Nick stays for a bit and a chat. I do my best to stay awake but sleep wins me over – sorry Dad, Norm, and Nick – thanks for visiting. I wake up about 10pm. The boys are just heading to bed, and I am thinking it is Sunday and they have school tomorrow so make a fool of myself telling them to get to bed as they’ll be shattered at school – doh Dad!!!
As for Friday – thanks to Aubery for the attempted visit – I had a valid excuse for not been home (as above). Thanks for the good wishes Craig, and Nutty and Fridge, and everyone else that has commented or txted me. It has been a trying week for me with my health, and it finally broke me this morning when I realised just how stuffed my immue system is, as well as how physically beaten I am too, as I can barely walk any distance now without pain or exhaustion taking its toll. I know it is just a phase and I am determined to beat it but it takes a huge effort. I need to just mentally regroup within myself and start pushing myself that bit more again so that I can regain what I am loosing. Maybe not full fitness or health but definitely better than I am now!
One last bit of news, if you remember the story I did about James the man that was in the hospital ward with me back about 4 December whom dislocated his hip, and old nurse bitch knickers, well it turns out the James is related to Jo and Tony Knudsen (on Jo’s side). Unfortunately James passed away last week due to his illness. RIP – Jim, no more bitch knickers to deal with man!
I hope all are still rocking on well out there in blog-world, and the weekend is going smoothly for you all. Take care all, and have a great time. I want you all here tomorrow (yes I will try to make it tomorrow) for the next blog. Not intending any health downturns at the moment
Kia Kaha.