ONE NIGHT IN HOSPITAL and now am home again.I liked it in there and would have stayed – just lying there doing nothing. But they sent me home.It is wet and cold and I am so tired.Aren and Roch brought me dinner. J and P brought me home. I visited with Kaybee and Co. Now I am on Facetime with Eden.I SHALL RESEARCH TONIGHT and if they are opioids – they go in the bin. That won’t be as easy as usual because I am at the limits of the pain I can handle.I am taking some tablets which Dr C said are non narcotic and not paracetamol but looking at the Internet it calls them opioid. They are for the pain.I don’t know anything today. More needles and bloods and canulas.And a whole lot of good people.I am quite happy tonight. Bereft of thought but happy enough.
Today. I picked up the Kid from School. I didn’t think that day would come. Amazing. eh ? Drove to Bello.I went up early because I didn’t want to blow it and I didn’t. I love that Kid.My ankles are thin this week. That means the fluid is down. It also means i can move around. Keep swimming Lynne and resting as much as you need. She was pleased to see me and i was pleased to see her.Now i am Facetiming with the big girls. Just think – 4 months ago i couldn’t walk or talk. This, then, is one sweet day.
Back in 2015, I hadn’t learned what I have now about SEPSIS – including the Medical profession’s lack of attention to the symptoms.
The Doc came and went and left me with some antibiotics. A young doc and a young driver. He said the lump on my leg is something to do with a vein and needs looking at and that I have a wheeze. And infection. Bugger it all – says I.This is sure a Battle which I am not winning. Therefore CEASE BATTLING. Cease absolutely. Surrender to each day. Etcetera. Etcetera. I have kookaburras around and deep darkness.UNTHINKABLY GOOD THINGS CAN HAPPEN EVEN LATE IN THE GAME.under tuscan skies or whatever
He went to bed before me that night. I wanted to stay up and I was getting a new camera the next morning and I was excited. He had a big day planned for the Saturday and he went to bed. By the time I woke up he had gone running – but he didn’t come back. He just didn’t come back.I still can’t breathe when I think of it. I still can’t breathe when I think about seeing the Police Car come up the drive and hoping that may be he had just been hurt. I can still hear Kate scream. A terrible wild howl through the Phone. And the drive up the Valery Road in the police car and then there he was beside the road in the dirt under a sheet with a bang on his head. And I knew he was gone. Knew it was done and over. Everything done and over.AND THE LAST WORDS I EVER HEARD HIM SPEAK TO ME WERE ON THE FRIDAY NIGHT AS HE WENT TO BED“GOOD NIGHT , MY BEAUTIFUL LADY “
I drifted in and out of sleep again. It was more heatwave weather and my place is pretty cool. Built into the side of the hill. So I slept on. Kaybee asked whether I wanted to go to Toormina and I usually am keen for the variety but today I said no – and slept on peacefully.
Common Long Term ProblemsPost Sepsis Syndrome (PSS) is the term used to describe the group of long term problems that some patients who have experienced severe sepsis can suffer during their rehabilitation period.The effect of any critical illness and spending time being treated in a Critical Care Unit is already recognised by health care professionals as causing certain long term problems for up to two years afterwards. However, sepsis can cause additional problems which may not become apparent for several weeks, for example, recurring infections during the rehabilitation period.THE LENGTH OF TIME SPENT IN HOSPITAL CAN ALSO AFFECT REHABILITATION.