Have made it home long steady drive, muli stops along the way Resting at moment

Finally, finally we’ve run out of weird symptoms and worries and the doctor has said I can be discharged and go home. Honestly doesn’t quite feel really yet. Of course, my transport is three hours away so I’m not going anywhere in a hurry, and then I’m under physio’s orders to stretch my legs at…

Well maybe, but I could be very happy with a boring tale. It seems like every day there’s something new. Yesterday it was blood results suggesting an infection they can’t find, today my heart rate is inexplicably elevated. Which could be a result of the mystery infection but seems to have started after the antibiotic…

Up early this morning for two rather nervous nurses to make multiple attempts to draw some blood so it can go down for testing early. The early testing is a great deal, but the extra holes in my arm and hand are unwelcome. Anyway, perhaps this will be my last morning staring at this view.…

In spite of a dreadful night wrangling a drip that didn’t want me to move at all, by morning I had in fact managed a few good hours sleep and felt good. Pain was controlled, no nausea, ready to face the world and perhaps get home. My nemesis, the drip line, is rather unfortunate. They…

No release today. My blood test results are showing something is wrong but they haven’t been able to identify it so I need some scans and further investigations. I’ve been told to expect to be here at least another 48 hours. So. Friday at the earliest.

Who knows? The plan yesterday was to send me home today unless there was reason not to. I’m now free of all attachments, dressed in my own nightie rather than a hospital gown, and generally mobile. That’s the good news. On the less fun side, last night was my first night off the IV pain…

Well it seems yesterday may have been the last major downhill on this crazy roller coaster ride of trying to get home. Yesterday was horrible, but then I had a fairly good night and this morning I’ve been constantly talking to someone or getting cleaned up or disconnected. It’s now 12, my lunch should soon…

On Friday I had a rough day, culminating in throwing up everything I had eaten that day including the most recent round of medication. Still, I had a good night’s sleep and felt a whole lot better so I thought we were on the mend. But no. At morning tea, just as I finished a…

Yesterday was not fun. But it was also the third day after surgery so not all that unexpected that I felt rough. Today is better. I’m free of almost everything, I enjoyed my breakfast,  I’ve done a solo lap of the ward and I’m now enjoying a cuppa and a piece of very rich brownie.…