Independance of the Seas

Independance of the Seas
The holiday of a lifetime, after my cortisone injection, whilst it was working, probably one of the last times that I was able to walk any distance without. my stick

Friday, 24 September 2010

THR day 3

Well it's 7am, and I'm supposed to be going home today at 10am??
I am suddenly scared, am I well enough? Will I be able to cope??
We will see, I'm aiming to have a shower in a bit, will see how I am after that.
I woke up just now with no pain, but once I tried to get up and move, it was painful again.

I just slept through a fire alarm, which included hunky firemen visiting the hospital, I only woke up as they drove away!! Typical!!!

It's 9.45. I have been issued my meds, they won't let me shower alone, but no one's coming to help me, I'm getting angry and frustrated, most of the time I've been here i've felt like I've taken a back seat as the others were older and less well than me. I've been told, got to go by 10, then, we won't be ready for you to go till 11, then gotta be gone by 10.30, I wish they'd make up their minds and come and help me, then I can go on my way. I don't think my treatment would've been any different with the NHS, I am just paying to be neglected this way!
I finally got my shower, I did it all on my own, the nurse stayed in my room just incase I fell.
I left hospital at about 11.30, the journey home wasn't nice, I felt car sick and corners were painful. Once we got home I went straight to bed, got everything I needed right beside me, then Steve went back to work, and I went to sleep till the girls came home from school.
Once they got home, I ventured downstairs with Beths help, stayed down about an hour, then I went back to bed, I was a bit tearful as I felt so helpless. I got back up at 9pm for a bit, before going off to bed for the night.

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