Having been home a fortnight I settled into a daily routine until yesterday (but more of that later). In hospital routine is governed by medical needs – consultants rounds, regular “obs” etc.
At home it is the carers who set the routine coming in at 7am, late morning, late afternoon and between 9 and 10pm. They check my drainage bags (catheter, and nephrostomies), give me a wash and do anything else that is needed. Following a couple of sessions with the physiotherapist they have helped me get out of bed and into a chair. A District Nurse also visits in the morning for injections and a check up while the Ian Rennie Nurse also checks in regularly. Quite a cast supporting me.
That that doesn’t include Liz, family, friends and the dog. I am totally reliant on people putting things within reach. How can I repay them?
I mentioned the dog. For a couple of nights she tried to get into Liz’s room during the night then early Saturday morning she went into her room and got onto the bed to wake her up. Liz was not impressed (until later). When she got up she found I had rigor. This eased off but returned when the District Nurse arrived. Although I felt fine all the indicators said otherwise – high temperature etc. Clearly I needed antibiotics and preferably intravenously (which act faster).
So the Nurse called 999 and I was soon on the way back to the hospital. I had blood tests and the other usual checks and was put on IV antibiotics. I also had my catheter changed (ouch). From the muck that came out it seemed that this was the source of the infection. So yet another ward at SMH but hopefully a shorter one this time.
But the question I want the answer to is “Did the dog wake Liz because I was unwell?”