I posted last week asking for some advice around a flare I was experiencing and thank you to those who responded. I’m sorry to be needy, but right now I need a virtual hug!
Even on 10mgs of Pred the virus is still running its course and making the PMR symptoms worse than usual, so I have been trying to take it easy. However, on Monday evening I got a phone call from my OH to say he had been hit by a car on his way home from London (he commutes on a motorbike) and was about to be taken to The Royal Free - he’s got a badly broken right wrist, mouth injuries including 3 lost teeth and a groin injury. Could have been so much worse and the bike’s injuries are terminal. Can’t say I’m upset about that.!!
Care in A & E very good. Of course it’s all started to go pear shaped since then. I’ve had to drive down to London 2 evenings running and not got back until 3 in the morning on Monday night and gone 11 last night, so if course I feel like s**t. Things weren’t happening regarding specialist reviews and action, so I have had to pester staff to make things happen. Information about extent of injuries wasn’t accurately documented and communicated. Last night the temporary cast on OH’s arm (which is too long was digging into his elbow joint) was getting tight and uncomfortable because he hadn’t been told by staff or given anything to help him keep his arm elevated. I politely tried to explain this to the nurse who was looking after him last night, however “Listening”, was not one of her key skills, so I’ve had to ring and have the same conversation with the nurse in charge this morning. Fortunately, she seems to be “on the case” partly because she’s clearly been given a b********g by the maxillo facial team for not having escalated the severity of OH’s injuries to them sooner. He’s going to be transferred to another hospital today to be treated in their Max Fac clinic and then back to Royal Free afterwards to wait for op on his wrist which we have been told will be Friday or Saturday now. OH is 63 and normally healthy, fit and very much on the money. But, and it’s a big but, he had an emergency triple heart bypass 6 years ago due to genetically caused high cholesterol furring up his arteries even though he was running marathons and cycling over 100mikes a week! So, the thought of him having surgery over a weekend is causing me a fair amount of anxiety. This is being made worse by the fact I can’t even be there with him at the moment and he’s not just round the corner. OH’s son is in New York on holiday at the moment and I’m on my own. Close friends have been great coming with me to the hospital, but they’ve got family birthdays going on so really on my own today. I know this will all pass, but right now I feel I’m in a bit of a dark hole. Going to get up and go and get some acupuncture this afternoon and the Aga man is coming shortly to fix the cooker that had gone out again, so hopefully I’ll be feeling a bit better by this evening.
Sorry to ramble on, but I really needed to get that lot off my chest!! All virtual hugs appreciated. Xx