Before I go to visit Ralph this morning, thought I'd write a bit about me.
I rang this morning to see how his first night was, he'd vomited a little which she said was due to the stress of the move, but then he was fine and slept well.
Last night was the first decent sleep I've had since his operation, and I even dreamt he was home. I'd got up first and he came downstairs and was so proud of himself as he said, "I've made the bed". I woke up feeling really happy. I think I'm relaxing because he's nearer to home and the staff I've met so far are very optimistic. The staff at Sheffield were brilliant with the heart stuff, but seemed to not know what to do with him afterwards. Whereas this ward is for all conditions and all they're interested in is getting him well.
They asked did we live in a house or bungalow, walk in shower or over the bath, so they know how much and what kind of physio to give him. They said I'm welcome to be there while he has physio as long as it's okay with Ralph. They're keeping me posted on everything, which wasn't always the case in Sheffield. They never told me on Friday they were taking out the tracheotomy, because I would have asked them to wait until Mon like the physio and speech therapist wanted. They might not have listened to me, but I would have known and had some input.
So, to recap, I'm happier and more relaxed, has to be good, right?
Sue