Saturday, July 05, 2008

Saturday morning - first post hospital blog

A Bungus - 'Bill's mother's sky' - and is good and dramatic. My only concern is its distance away. It seems around 10 miles away which would be Bill's Gran's I think ?

The events of the last few days are too painful to recount in detail; so, here is a summary. I developed severe abdominal pains just up from the navel, on the left, and forming a band around my tummy, 6 inches deep. The pain was making me jumpy because there was no comfortable position. It went through to the kidney area and was so bad I couldn't stop vomiting even when I had nothing left to vomit. Taken to Hospital and eventually I was given drips to control the sickness and dehydration, and morphine for the pain. Then they gave me some more and eventually I passed out - as in 'fainted' rather than 'graduated'.

Poor lovely Y stopped with me till this point and then got a taxi home, arriving around 1.30am only to be woken by a text from me at 8.35am telling her that the consultant had seen me. His best bet is a 'spigelian' hernia which he can fix as a day patient.

There was a dearth of porters and first Tracy and then David pushed me to X-Ray etc., because I was supposed to have 2 X-Rays and they only took one, so I had to go back etc., etc.,...

My most comfortable position now is recumbent but I can sit up and stand, but not for long. My routine back/leg ache has continued throughout. Yvonne is better today but has been in a state of adrenalin-induced shock.

This Rose is just for her.

Comments.... Bungus .... and Reg ... thanks for your updating 'comments' so everyone knew the position. Thank God it didn't reach the stage of playing solemn music.

You learn something everyday. I didn't know that Red Cabbage juice reacted to acid/alkali like litmus. Is Jessica sure ?

AnonymousRob ..... As a fellow Dennis Skinner fan I am fairly sure he did say something like that. My particular favourite was when Roy Jenkins was going to Europe and said "I am leaving the House without rancour' His trouble with his 'r's resulted in something like 'w..ker'. Dennis immediately shouted "I thought you were taking David Marquand with you". A great man !

I am sure Helen will be delighted with your assessment of her 'tent picture' and it would be great if it earned her a bob or two.

And thank you very much for my personalised Haiku. That's a first ! It will be treasured.

Jill ..... sorry your comment apparently vanished - but I seem to remember that one appeared out of sync. Good to hear about your Woolfest and that you enjoyed it so. I checked out the blog yarnstorm hoping they might have been there, but no mention. Some fun pictures again though.

And I think your bird ID of a swift is prolly correct. I only noticed it when I processed the picture so have no real idea of size. It also occurred to me that the apparent 'red' was most probably the rays of the setting sun.

Bungus ..... My entry for the xword clue is WREATHE. i.e. an anagram of 'weather' to mean 'wind'.

Pleased the clinic trip was 'best ever'. And that, although a cock-up, your dentistry stands a chance of being sorted.

Many congratulations to Jessica on her Award !

There's nothing constructive to say about your neighbour dispute - other than things I have already e-mailed.


Thank you all for your kind messages. and I am sure we all wish Brian S well. He is now back at home, with a new knee and after some initial problems he is now getting on fine, but in quite considerable pain


Quotation time ................................ A wise old bird Russell ! Good at Arithmetic too !

"In all affairs it's a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted"

Bertrand Russell

Hope to catch you tomorrow. Hope the weather is kind for those following outdoor pursuits.



blogger said...

Bill’s mother’s is where I have always thought it was; ie, somewhere between Mansfield and Sutton which is about ten miles away (well calculated that blogman).
The photo, incidentally was taken on my little Premier camera which is so much neater and lighter than the Sony.

Your symptoms sound very similar to mine (except that I didn’t vomit) but at least you have something comparatively rare; better than these common ailments. Bless morphine.
I am pleased that you will probably not require a mesh prosthesis although I am sure you will be a a bit worried about the lack of a posterior rectus sheath and you must be choked to learn there is risk of strangulation. But nice to know that surgery is straightforward.
I thought at first there had been a ‘death' of porters; a sort of Dr Who-like mass extinction. Were you in Queen’s or City?
The nearest to solemn music I got was Charles Mingus (which I have just put on again).

I got the red cabbage / litmus paper info from Wiki. When I mentioned it, Jessica immediately recalled the school experiment in making Universal Indcator.

I enjoyed the Dennis Skinner quotes. Well worth having, our Dennis. A lovely foil to Wedgie.

Knees and operations thereon are notoriously tricky. Here’s seconding your good wishes for Brian’s recovery.

Haiku 2:
Oh, Spigelian.
Posterior rectus sheath
So sadly lacking.

'Wreathe' is correct. ‘Win(e)d’ pronunciaion made it a nice little clue, I thought.

Coincidentally, with your Spigelian, the neighbourly dispute seems to have reached a hiatus.

The best thing about Jessica’s progress is that she actually, positively, enjoys being at school.

Your mention of the Lake District reminded me of my return from a few days I spent there, at the age of 58, in the company of teenagers and fit teachers, walking and scrambling up steep inclines with a full rucksack.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Ask me in a few weeks,”
“But didn’t you like the scenery?”
“All I saw was my toecaps.”

Jill said...

Great to have you blogging again. Poor Y - often think it is ALMOST as bad for the one doing the hand-holding. At least you have a diagnosis, it's these problems where they can't decide what is wrong that take so long to sort out. Do you have a date for day surgery, or will they wait for a little while to let you both recover from this incident? Am sure you can both do with some breathing space.

My friend is having a bunion operation in day surgery on Tuesday - must not put foot to the hround for two weeks. Has been giving her husband emergency cooking lessons and instructions about the various household appliances.....she has been putting off op. for some years, but the last few she has had to resort to cutting out sections of all her shoes in order to get them on.....

GP rang me with results of bone density scan - I am going on Monday to 'discuss various options and management' presumably of osteoporosis, though receptionist wouldn't confirm.

Bungus, the people we stayed with outside Kendal, their house was one of six situated around a 'common yard'- a pleasant enough area of grass, trees, plants, but every bit of it was communal, no privacy at all, neighbours (and not very desirable ones, unemployed and loud) used to put their chairs/table right outside their french windows where they sat all day. Would not do for us, but apparently quite common in that area? They are renting, originally with a view to buying it, but they have gone right off the idea, they are now buying something else without a shared yard. Thought of you and your neighbour, he would be able to cause mayhem in such a situation....

bungus said...

The 'Black over...' photo was taken through the side window glass of a moving car (I wasn't driving) on the way back from hospital.

I have known a number of people (inc myself for a total of some 10 years) who have been unemployed but not altogether undesirable. On the other hand, my neighbour is employed (by himself; possibly because no one else would have him).
Communal living must be very pleasant provided everyone gets on together. Otherwise, hellish. But the old terrace houses with ginnels (as with villages) bred a community spirit which has largely disappeared in suburbia. But anyone who has been in the forces (or boarding school I suppose) has had to accept close quarters communal living (although the unit I was in, with half a dozen architects, soon used lockers to divide a vast barrack room into a series of 8 to 12 person bays).
At best, such cramped living teaches tolerance.

anonymousrob said...

Welcome back blogmeister; it's good to know you are in better health than you were even if not entirely 100%.

I quite like the Black over... picture but it looks black over most places to me, no doubt including Bill's mother's. However, it's an excellent shot for having been taken out of a moving car. I would have awarded 3extra points had you been driving at the time, Bungus.

We are in our caravan again this weekend and have had sunshine and showers. Strangely enough there are very few unemployed (sorry, retired) people around this time. At least we won't get told off for playing Smooth Radio too loud! Wasn't Smooth Radio known as Saga Radio at one time?

My mum's sayings, no.698:
In response to a complaint that a tiny speck of dirt was on a clean, favourite, shirt - "Never mind, a galloping horse won't notice it"

Congrats to Venus on winning the Wimbledon crown for a 5th time.

RG is beginning to write haiku's into his prose, I notice:
A dearth of porters
First Tracy and then David
Pushed me to X-ray


Jill said...

Bungus. I didn't mean that the neighbours were undesirable because they were unemployed. What I meant was that because they were unemployed they were able to sit outside my friend's french windows all day everyday (when it wasn't pouring). It might be bearable if they were there only occasionaly.

I think living in too close a proximity to others is not desirable or conducive to good behaviour - don't rats react oddly/aggressively if too many are kept in a confined space?

Yes, well done to Venus - and also Laura Robson, now Junior Wimbledon champion at 14, and she's English.....I reckon Nadal might just do it tomorrow, although it looks as if rain is going to stop play at least once....