From that first Friday night, I was in three wards (2 assessment and a surgical ward) before I ended up in gastroenterology on the Monday ! Think it was MondayThanks for asking, both yesterday & today, she was very sleepy and confused, doc from haematology came to take bloods, had tried this morning without luck, but with both me and the nurse assisting he finally managed it, he said her state is down to the chest infection and she should get better once that clears up, managed to get her to eat some grapes and have a couple of drinks, and nurse said she had eaten her dinner okay, they had moved her yesterday from the Coronary Care Unit (before I got there) to another ward that deals mainly with respiratory problems, looks like she may be in for a few weeks, I'm a hopeless visitor, so don't like hanging around too much.
...but I do remember waking up in a different bed a few times. I always worried about husband and sons finding me ...can be odd going to see someone and finding them gone!First few days I was drifting in and out of awareness, but I did manage to talk to them a bit. Rest of the week it was good to talk to them - it was always two of them. Suppose at first I wasn't very good company - just glad they were there really.
When my dad was in hospital, I went every day, made sure he was OK and comfortable, and had no issues with anything, talked for a while and went. He was no great small talker himself, so didn't expect it from me either.
Hope now that she's in the right ward, her recovery progresses well.
I'm sure you don't need telling, but take care of yourself
Oh, that! I said I wouldn't read it, and I haven'tReceived my communique from Dave today - haven't bothered to read it though
I'm not one for staying for hours with visiting, and thankfully, where I was didn't allow long visiting times. Suppose it depended on how I was and whether there was anything worth talking aboutI hope all goes well for you both Bob.
I know what you mean about hopeless visitor, i feel the same whenever my mother is taken in. I struggle to even make conversation and spend my time sitting there awkward.
So your rubbish paper recycling is a blue bin too ...that's where ours is!I didn`t even open it, straight in the blue bin it went. What a bloody waste of our money![]()
...perhaps I should have sent it back and asked for a refund!