kp had had a snoozy afternoon before going down to theatre at about 4.30pm. I arrived at 6.15pm to find an empty bedroom, so I assumed she was still down at theatre and Marie had gone to pick her up, so I went to Theatre.

I found kp lying on her bed, eyes wide awake staring into space. She was still a bit spaced out, but knew I had arrived. We spent 10 mins going through things with a theatre nurse before heading back to the ward. We entered kp’s room with a slightly different maneuver than usual. We kind of went past the room, and then backed up a bit. This will become relevant later on.

kp’s eyes stayed wide awake from 6.15pm until 9.30pm when we left. At 6.15pm, she was spaced, and gradually we felt her come back to normal. We knew she was definately back with us when she started getting irritable.

Let’s get the key facts out of the way. The op went very well. All cleaned out of gunk and the gunk sent to the microbiologists. No sickness after the op. He temperature was very low 33′C when we got her back to the room. I was convinced the equipment was faulty, but the nurse was insistent that it was fine. I thought you were dead below 35′C and couldn’t do ironing below 36′C but obviously not. The temperature was taken every 30 mins and went up to 37.2′C (perfect temperature) and then dropped to 36.5 before we left, which we are happy with.

Her blood pressure is fine and her sats (how much oxygen is being absorbed) was also fine.

Yay !! So far so good. The next couple of days will be the key days to see if infections kick in.

The irritable kp will no doubt revert to the normal kp tomorrow after a good night’s sleep.

kp was very confused after the op. She thought the door to her room was a lift door and she was convinced she wasn’t in her room. We got her to look at the cards on her wall and things that she knew were in her room, but nothing would convince her that she was in her room. She also said that it felt too closed in for her room, so we lowered the bed to the very lowest position. She was nearly on the floor. That felt a bit better, but still didn’t feel like her room. At this point a very tall nurse came in to do kp’s obs. She did a double-take at kp who was virtually lying on the floor. We raised the bed up for her.

kp couldn’t settle at all. She was too unnerved at not being in her room. We thought that the way she entered the room wasn’t the normal way and may have disorientated her. I suggested we push her (in the bed) back into the corridor past the kitchen and enter the room again describing everything as we passed. We did this. It must have looked very strange pushing kp up the corridor saying “This is the kitchen where hear all the clanging from.” etc….

When we got to kp’s room, we made a point of pointing to her Room Number and the pictures on her wall and I even banged the bed against the wall, the way I normally do when I need to move the bed in the room. As soon as she got the bang, and thanks to Marie’s descriptions ….

kp:- Now I am in my room. This feels right.

Very strange, but funny.

So, kp is ok after her op and couldn’t be better for the night’s sleep ahead. Let’s see what the next few days bring.

One last thing before I forget. Little funny incident. Marie and I were turning Karen on her side. I was at one side of the bed and Marie at the other. The bars on the bed were down. The bars are like an accordion in that if they are up they are wide apart, if they are down, they are very close together. In getting very close to the bed for the move, my penis had got lodged between the bars. Not drastic in itself. At this point, for some reason, Marie decided to move the bed down a bit at which point the bars got closer together. Well, with willy trapped, I had to very skilfully move down at the same speed as the bed and do a reverse pelvic thrust to dislodge. Mrs Bucket was oblivious to these antics and was not amused when I relayed this story to her.

Oh well… she’ll mebbe laugh tomorrow.

Good News !!

But it didn’t come straight away today !

I arrived just before 8.30am to a crying and very confused kp. She was so upset, one of the nurses was staying with her until I arrived. She didn’t think she was in her room, and “the nurses wouldn’t take her to her room” and she felt the nurses were “talking about her outside the room” and “conspiring” to convince kp that this was her room.

Now, of course, it was her room, but there was NO convincing Karen otherwise. It was heart-wrenching for the staff ‘cos I think they are quite fond of Karen. There is one nurse who kp is particularly close with who had done a “Would I lie to you ?” speech to Karen, but even then kp wasn’t convinced. The nurse involved was very concerned as I found out later.

When I arrived, the nurses caught me before I entered the room to update me as to this latest saga. When I entered the room, I could tell she was glad to see me. It was very heart-warming.

kp (crying) :- David, the nurses are trying to tell me that this is my room. There all talking about me outside, I know they are.
dp:- They are talking about you love, ‘cos they are concerned about you. etc etc….

I basically gave her lots of reassurance, offered to take her around the ward again so she could get her bearings, and told her of all the other times she was confused, like when she saw spiders on the walls and it turned out to be a whiteboard. By the end of our chat, she felt much better, and the icing on the cake was the Doctor came in and explained why the anaesthetic drugs cause confusion and what she had experienced was natural etc….

Within an hour of me arriving, I would say we had the old kp back. She was chatty, smiling and NOT AT ALL suffering any signs of infection. This was my big fear from last night. Yay !!!!!!!!!!!

I said I would phone my mum and dad ‘cos they were very concerned, and suggested kp speak to them which she did. They were thrilled to hear from her.

The morning went from initial sadness to happiness and just kept getting better until lunchtime.

The order of events was :-

Microbiologist
Marie had expressed concern to the nurse that we weren’t sure what the state of all kp’s infections were and that we would appreciate an update. kp’s main nurse today arranged for the microbiologist to come round. She basically said that kp’s buttock wound was infected with MRSA. MRSA = Methycillin Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus (Methycillin being a type of Penicillin). The 2 drugs they had tried this week were not being effective against the MRSA, so she had advised the ward doctor to prescribe 2 other drugs which are taken orally. This is much better for kp, ‘cos the intravenous ones have been stinging like hell. kp raised a fist at the “Modern Matron” today who was giving them to her they hurt that much. According to the Doctor, these new drugs should be effective. “Modern Matron” is the new title for the rank of people who are matrons but they don’t do the old “Matron” duties. kp can’t remember the title “Modern Matron” and so refers to this lady as “New Matron”.

We asked if kp’s blood had MRSA in. It can take 5-10 days to find this out, so we may need to wait another week for that.

Dietician
The dietician came round also. kp pretended to be asleep as she didn’t want to discuss her diet. I did all the talking. She has to treat food like medicine and force it down. Otherwise the bugs win. That was the gist of her speech.

TV Cleaned
A lady came round to clean kp’s tv. kp was laughing at the thought that she had all these problems going on and there was a lady here to clean her tv. We hid our laughter until she left.

Physio
The physios came and did their stuff with kp. They checked if she felt upto it, which was nice, and she did (which was great), so they got her into the wheelchair and did her exercises. kp shared the tv cleaner lady’s visit with the physios and we had a giggle. If the physio hurt too much, kp just said “It’s ok, at least my tv is clean”. After physio, I took kp outside for a bit of fresh air, but it was a bit nippy and noisy (with the building works) so we came back in.

Lunch
Marie had brought in some fresh chicken that kp could have with the chips they bring round on a Friday Lunch. She said the chicken and chips tasted funny. I tried them both and they were delicious. I said she should force them down if she could and ignore the taste, which she did.

5 minutes later, the whole lot (including breakfast) came back up. Poor Cow ! They are going to change the time of the anti-sickness drugs so they are effective for mealtimes.

And that’s it for this morning….

A much perkier kp today. The old kp is back in town !

Let’s keep our fingers crossed that the infection’s stay out of her way ! For the infection’s sake !

A sleepy afternoon for kp. Just as well, as Glenn, Adele and her kids, Abbie and Louisa were invading !

kp really enjoyed seeing them all. Lots of smiles all round. During this visit, kp’s consultant came to check on her progress. Nothing new to report from his visit. But it was nice that he came to see how she was. It was a very active 1 hours visit with lots of photos taken, lots of fun to be had, and leaving a very tired kp at the end. Within 15 minutes of their departure, she was zonked.

By 6.30pm, she was fast asleep.

kp wasn’t feeling like eating today, but due to the doctors, bloggers, husbands and family telling her how important it was, she forced down 3/4 of a toasted bacon and egg sandwich. Her meds then came round and she has to take this new oral antibiotic in liquid form. She was nearly sick when she took it last night so she had asked if she could have it in tablet form.

It looks like blood and doesn’t taste much better according to kp :-

Well she had drunk about 3/4′s of this evil liquid, she said “Sick Bowl” and projectile vomited her guts up. For Ronnie’s info, there was bacon, egg, milk, tea and red antibiotic liquid.

Poor kp, she had put such effort into eating breakfast and then this liquid buggered it all up. To add insult to injury, at the very moment she did her last vomit motion, a nurse walked in and said :-

Nurse :- Karen, you can have that antibiotic in capsule form.

DOH !

Whilst the nurse was there, I asked if Karen could have a real bath. She said she would check. After a couple of hours, the chap who had performed the operation and another surgeon visited kp to assess the wound and they are happy with it as it is at the moment, and are also happy for her to have baths . This is great news for kp.

We didn’t get chance to have a bath this morning as it was then lunchtime. She ate her beef stew and then Yvonne arrived and we all went outside for about 30 minutes fresh air.

Yvonne is on afternoon shift.

Not a good evening for kp. An afternoon of mostly snoozing meant kp hadn’t taken her painkiller gabapentin. Tonight she suffered for it

I think she put on a brave face for Michelle, Adele and Yvonne, but within 10 minutes of them leaving, kp was in tears.

kp:- I am sooo fed up of this. I feel like I am back to the state I was in on Ward 3.

It was heartbreaking

I tried to reassure her that it was just down to missing the medication and I think she knew this played a part, but she was concerned that it may be due to something else we haven’t thought of.

She was so upset, I went for the nurse. She found it a little strange that just one medication missed could cause such pain, but offered her Diclofenac or Tramadol. kp didn’t want Tramadol as she feels it has no effect, so took the Diclofenac and 2 Paracetamol (from earlier). 30 minutes later, she was no better and started getting upset again. So I went for the nurse, but instead found the Sister who came in and persuaded kp to try the Tramadol, which she did. A further 60 minutes later, she was getting some relief.

During all this time, she could only be on one side for 10 mins before needing to be turned. The turns hurt kp themselves, so it wasn’t a nice time for her. In between turns, kp couldn’t sleep and all she could do is shut her eyes and hold my hand which I think gave her some comfort.

After this 90 minutes of turns and nurse visits, I noticed her lips go into a sad face. This is a sure sign kp is asleep. I was very relieved for her. I gave it a further 10 mins, said my goodbyes and left for the evening. Hopefully, she’ll have a good night. Bath tomorrow with a bit of luck.

Couple of funny incidents out of all this pain. I think I may be losing my marbles.

Whilst kp was crying (of all times), I saw Sam (friend of the family) go past kp’s door, see kp and me and say a big “Hi !!!”. I said “Hi, come in Sam!”. She came in. kp looked at her with a confused face.

dp:- Grab a seat

Which she duly did. We chatted for a while. kp didn’t say a word. I explained why kp was upset. Sam explained that she was doing some Bank work (nurse temping) to get some money for a flat and various other things. All of this I found very strange, as I thought she was going to do some more law degree, but maybe it was a Summer job. She talked for a while and I started to look confused at some of the things she was saying.

dp:- Sorry, can I just stop you. Who are you ?
Lady:- I am Lorna (name changed to protect identity)

Well, I was gobsmacked. She looked the spit of Sam and talked like her as well. I apologised profusely for dragging her in the room, explained why and she duly left

dp:- Sorry love, I thought she was Sam. She was the spit of her
kp:- She looked nothing like her !

Well, I felt so stupid. kp was in such a state, and here’s me inviting a temping nurse in and asking her how she is etc…..

One last incident which shows how spaced I really was tonight. One of the nurses was in at some stage, telling kp about a party in the park there was in Newcastle. She was saying “They had Meat Loaf on”.

dp:- I love Meat Loaf

She carried on a bit more, and then it was clear she meant the band and not the food.

dp:- Eeee, I am sorry. I thought you were talking about a buffet they had on, I meant Meat Loaf the food.

Doh !

kp gave me a stern look.

A good night’s sleep which is a relief.

Taken the new antibiotic form today so no vomiting issues.

But we had a bit of sadness and tears this morning. kp was very subdued, and eventually she told me how fed up she was. We had a good chat about how this has changed our lives, the pros and the cons and how we’d tackle it. It was positive and a good outcome as the rest of the morning kp was chirpy and gagging for THE BATH !

She loved it. The nurse removed the dressing over the buttock wound leaving a load of padding shoring up the wound. She said it might come out during the bath, but it wasn’t anything to worry about. It came out, leaving a cavernous hole. But, it didn’t seem to affect the bath enjoyment. It was redressed afterwards.

Sleep followed the bath and then Marie arrived for the afternoon shift.

Not much else to report.

I came back on the evening shift to see a kp in her chair looking very excited. I could tell she was pleased to be able to surprise me being in the chair. It was lovely to see and I wasn’t expecting it. She also had some news she was very excited about – namely, that she has been weighed and is over the moon with the result.

I had to guess and suffice to say I was out by more than 2 stone !!!

kp weighs in at ……………….

Just under 9 stone. She was thrilled at this.

Sam visited today. The real one, no decoy ! kp thoroughly enjoyed her afternoon with Marie and Sam. After they left, we went outside for a bit, but in no time at all, her cocchyx was hurting and we were back in bed.

Few tears tonight when I showed her a video of the dogs. I do this over and over again. I say I won’t show her anything to with the dogs again because she cried last time, and I do it again Idiot !

Anyway, thankfully the tears/upset were shortlived.

Marie and kp had been having talks in the afternoon and it appears the shifts may be changing. I won’t be required until 10am, and can leave at 4pm. And Marie can come a lot later and not stay as long. It sounds great and kp seems happy with it.

We’ll give it a few days before we kick it into place.

About 7.30pm tonight kp started to be in pain again

She had Diclofenac and then 30 mins later a Tramadol and I left her comfyish ! We even tried putting kp on her front, but that didn’t work out. It wasn’t painful, just not comfy. Fingers crossed she has a good night’s sleep.

I was pleased to hear kp had had a good sleep as I had left her in a bit of pain.

Not much to report from this morning.

We saw the doctor about kp’s breakthrough pain, and he has upped the Fentanol Patch to 100mg. That should do the trick we hope. kp was very subdued today, and hardly speaking at all.

She wanted a bath but not for the pleasure of it, more for the effectiveness of a real bath over a bedbath.

The bath was a real trial for kp. I couldn’t find the hoist canvas bit that goes under kp and lifts her out of bed. So we had to make do with a portable hoist one which requires a different hoist. I moved kp around to fit that, and then the nurse that came round said we couldn’t use that. She went looking for a real hoist canvas and found one on a different ward. We turned kp twice to get that in place etc blah blah blah.

The bath itself was just as trying for various reasons and poor kp was knackered by the end of it.

As soon as kp was back in her room and comfy she was out for the count.

She didn’t want to wake up for lunch but was persuaded and wolfed down some nice Gammon and Sponge and Custard for dessert.

Fast asleep after lunch within minutes

Couple of hours sleep in the afternoon. She woke up asking me for some water. Didn’t even realise I had gone and Marie and Glenn were there.

Jane B. arrived and did a bit of a show to cheer kp up which is great Jane thanks. BUT THEN, she let Karen down by eating one of her curly wurlys. Never eat Karen’s curly wurlys if you want to stay friends with kp. Actually, Karen isn’t keen on curly wurlys but I love them.

Mum and Dad visited tonight. In fact, they are UP NORTH for the whole week, which means the house should be spotless when they leave and I will get some good food and company. There is one down side to having parents up however, namely they don’t hesitate to criticise you. Apparently I have made a spelling mistake in the blog. LOL. I know that I spelt cocchyx wrong at some point and the drugs could be spelled wrong, but I give up about what it is. So there’s a quiz for you Ronnie. What have I misspelt ?

Mum had kp in stitches tonight unintentionally. It was a belly holding moment. kp had asked me to move her. So I got in the right position to begin the move and mum had stood up out of the way.

Mum:- 1………….2………………3…………….
I let mum finish the count out and then looked at her…………….

dp:- What are you doing Mum ?
Mum:- I just thought I would help by counting for you.

Well, we were all laughing. I still smile when I think of it. I then relayed the tale of Marie’s counting attempts when she couldn’t get to 3 for laughing which again made Karen laugh. So, lots of laughing tonight which was good.

But……….why is there always a but………….?

kp started to get jitters. That’s the only word I can think of to describe it. She wasn’t in pain, but couldn’t lie still for more than 5-10 mins before a move was needed. Even then, between moves she was fidgeting all the time with her legs (which she finds very hard to move in the first place). It got so bad, I asked the Sister if we could see her. She came and reassured kp of a few things it could be and a few ways out which we could try. We put a couple of them in place tonight (Diclofenac and removal of DVT Socks). Fingers crossed they sort it out, otherwise kp is in for one helluva night.

I forgot to mention a couple of key things today – Memory like a sieve !

First of all, a big thanks to the Dennison Family who sent the loveliest, tallest bouquet of flowers in to Karen. She was well chuffed. There was also a box of chocolates as well – THANKS ! The address, btw, for anyone who would like to send flowers is :- Karen Pollard, Room 2, Ward 22, Q.E. Hospital, Sheriff Hill, Gateshead, Tyne and Wear.

Second of all, I was on a mini-outing to get something from somewhere on the ward and when I got back to kp, she was staring at her left side intently.

dp:- What you doing love ?
kp:- I am trying to move my left arm.

Sure enough, she was trying to get her left arm on to her stomach. It didn’t work for a while and I recalled something the physio said about her movement being all shoulder-based on her left arm and could see that’s what she was trying to move.

dp:- Crikey love, that’s really close

She tried and tried and eventually she got her left arm on to her stomach. We both had big grins for each other and I told her how chuffed I was.

Not a very good morning for kp

Although she started with the best of intentions.

kp:- Why don’t I get in the chair for breakfast each morning ?
dp:- Dunno, never thought of it I suppose. Do you fancy it ?
kp:- Not really, but I should.

I got kp into the chair.

She ate all her breakfast only to throw it all up when she took her tablets. Unfortunately she had just had her pain tablet when she threw up and this means she could be in pain later on as they don’t reissue tablets when they have come out again.

Lots of bowel issues at the moments which really pisses kp off.

She isn’t feeling mentally right at the moment. She is on a real low at the moment. She was concerned that she has had a bad 2 weeks of physio because of all the ops and next week the senior physio is going on his hols and kp was worried that she won’t be progressing at all in that time.

I caught her other physios and asked for a word with them to tell them of kp’s concerns and how down she was at the moment. They are going to pepp her up a bit this afternoon and give her some mini-goals to aim for and to reassure her that she will still be progressing despite the main physio’s absence.

She has hardly spoken this morning and certainly not laughed or smiled at all. She doesn’t see the point in carrying on, and when I came up with some things to look forward to at the end, she wonders “if it is worth it ?”

There is not much I can say at times like this apart from “You need bad days, otherwise we don’t when the good days are good days” and stuff like that. I am no Socrates.

She didn’t want any lunch and couldn’t be arsed getting in the chair again. I just hope she picks up for dinner. Fingers crossed AGAIN !

The afternoon consisted of some sleep, a visit from the tissue viability nurse and the physios.

The physios took kp to a new location today. It’s amazing how something as simple as this can spark interest. According to kp, they got her to sit on the edge of the chair and put quite a bit of weight on her feet without standing up. She said they were pleased with her progress. They have also took delivery of kp’s new wheels. If anyone has any go-faster stripes or wheels of fire type stickers that they don’t want or need, feel free to send them to

Karen Pollard
Room 2
Ward 22
Q. E. Hospital
Sheriff Hill
Gateshead
Tyne and Wear

Anything to brighten it up would put a smile on kp’s face.

This evening was not a good evening for kp. It started with bowel issues from hell, followed by a waltz through the valley of projectile vomiting, ending up with “what’s the point ?”.

Poor kp. Mum and Dad visited again tonight and no sooner than they had arrived, they had to be kicked out for bowel reasons. When they returned, kp was tucking into chicken and chips, which she really enjoys, but halfway through this, she shouted “David”, and threw up her dinner. She put as brave a face on as she could for Ma + Pa, but they could tell she wasn’t upto much in the way of visitors and left.

She is very down at the moment. She is trying so hard at the moment to kick herself into good health. She ate every meal today as best she could, before throwing it up, so effectively, she hasn’t eaten anything today. The nurses are aware of this. Of course, if you are sick so much, you are reluctant to try food, because you know the pattern. The nurses are going to raise this with the doctor tomorrow.

I spoke to someone today who suggested getting a psychologist in for kp. It had helped him with some similar issues. Excellent Idea and I mentioned this to kp tonight and she wasn’t against it. I’ll bring this up tomorrow.

So, not a good day generally. kp’s last words to me before falling asleep tonight were

kp:- “I really hope I feel better tomorrow”.

Me too love

kp was looking to the door as I walked in this morning. She had been waiting for me since 7am apparently. I said the new shifts are going to be hard then aren’t they if I am not in until 10am. I think the new shifts have been knocked on the head.

kp ate a full breakfast and kept it down !! Her new tactics with her pills are to take them very slowly (“to slyly sneak one in when my stomach isn’t expecting it”).

Well, it worked. It took 2.5 hours to get about 12 tablets down her and they stayed down

She said she felt in a slightly perkier mood today, and certainly she was much more chatty. In fact we had some good conversations for the first time in a while.

She didn’t want to push her lack of sickness too far, so we knocked the bath on the head given the amount of moves involved.

We wanted to see the Doctor today about a number of things, so we made a list :-

1. Sickness – kp is doing “her end of the bargain” as she calls it, namely treating medicine as food, but it still won’t stay down. What can be done about it ?
2. Psychologist – Further to last night’s blog we wanted to get kp in touch with a psychologist.
3. Sick Note – kp’s sick note ran out on the 19th and we need a new one
4. and a couple of other minor things

Well, the sickness is going to be tackled by subcutaneous injections of Cyclazine instead of taking them orally. He is going to sort out a visit from a psychologist. Sick Note is being sorted this afternoon.

At the same time we were sorting all this out with the doctor, he was trying to take a blood sample from kp. From a “taking blood” perspective, kp doesn’t have veins (or “wanes” as the doctor called them (much to kp’s amusement)), she must run on battery or something. We had real problems getting blood. But he succeeded in the end.

kp came up with some good ideas to keep herself motivated. She is going to try and watch some TV, read the paper and a few other things. And she got her first try today, cos I was knackered and struggling to stay awake this morning and at her suggestion I had 40 winks (90mins) whilst she watched GMTV.

Physio followed and kp did very well. She sat upright on the edge of her new black wheelchair, extended her hands onto the table in front of her and stretched out. It looked very strange after seeing her sat back and laid down for the past 2/3 months. She was knackered after 30 mins of it.

Lunch followed physio and she tucked into her beef stew. And unfortunately, after she had eaten it, threw it all up . One of her antibiotics is bright red and stains everything red inside kp. So seconds after eating brown beef stew, poor kp was vomiting bright red beef stew.

She was even more tired then and was ready for sleep.

The day Karen got engaged and married with orange tears.

A hectic afternoon for kp with no time for snoozes. In no particular order :-

Karen had a visit from the consultant and her favourite doctor. They are convinced the antibiotic for MRSA is causing the sickness. She needs this antibiotic so all they can do is throw the best anti-sickness medication at kp. She is on cyclozine and metrocyclomide (I think), they are now putting her on poppadombhajizine (or something like that). Apparently, it is the grandaddy of all anti-sickness tablets. So far, so good. We have had a bit of nausea but no vomit yet !

She also had a visit from the Occupational Nurse who specialises in the practicalities of living when you have a physical impairment. I hope that is the PC way of saying that ! She is going to be working more with Karen over the next few weeks and with the physios to get Karen to be able to do practical things like brushing her hair, shifting herself around the bed without assistance and ironing clothes.

We also had a visit today from the Stroke Association lady who Karen gets on very well with. She is going to be helping Karen from now until a year after she gets home by visiting her every week and offering advice and practical measures for around the home etc….. She sounds very helpful.

So a busy old afternoon.

I arrived at about 5.10pm to find an even more perky Karen than this morning. Jane and Marie had kept her occupied and her spirits buoyed. We had some cracking laughs before they had to go.

My mum and dad visited kp again and this time kp was much more ready for hosting “an audience with kp”. They had been to Beamish and kp was pleased they had thoroughly enjoyed it. I relayed to kp how dad had very kindly fitted a new sprinkler system to the hanging baskets. He had suggested I put it on while I play with the dogs, which I duly did. The pressure in the sprinklers isn’t quite right yet however and one hanging basket gets a particularly strong dose of water. As I took a breather from the dogs to have a sit-down, a gust of wind blew across the hanging basket, drenching me in water. kp was amused. My cigarette nearly extinguished itself.

Karen was desparate for me to thank Mum and Dad tonight for everything they have done for us over the past weeks. I have thanked them tonight. They have been incredibly supportive and this week alone have pretty much redesigned the whole garden and washed every surface in the house. Thanks M+D !!!

If all goes well tomorrow, kp has a little surprise for them tomorrow evening (their last evening) – fingers crossed !

When Mum and Dad left, kp and I had some of the best conversation we have had since the accident. Typical kp+dp pre-accident conversation about life and the universe. It was thoroughly enjoyable, and given that kp should have been fast asleep by 7pm, she was amazed when she asked for the time and was told it was 8.15pm !!

She had also asked for lots of hugs tonight, which is very unusual for kp. Not upset hugs, but happy hugs. It was lovely. She was also very complimentary of my husbandry skills. Needless to say, we have a psychologist coming out ASAP to check sanity levels. I think she may have to be sectioned.

We also had a couple of very poignant moments tonight. Karen had asked me if she had Angela’s telephone number so she could ring her. She found out today that Angela (a work colleague of kp’s and another of the car crash victims) had gone home today from hospital. I got out kp’s mobile phone and after calling Angela I went through kp’s text messages since the accident and read them out to kp.

Well, I got upset at one message in particular. First of all, there were a load of messages from me from the day of the accident. I had texted kp about 3 times on the day in question, thinking she was too busy to get to the phone. I read out those texts. But the one that REALLY got to me was from Veronica. It was 3 days after the accident, when kp was unconscious and fighting for her life. It read as follows :-

Karen, Please wake up. It’s what Mary (Karen’s deceased mother) wants! Luv Ronnie xxx

I still fill up when I think of it. It really takes me back to that worst of worst times when we just didn’t know if she was going to make it or not.

Thanks Ronnie ! You should have a text from Karen tonight also !

But the most emotional moment of the night for me was when Karen was trying to move her left arm and hand. In her attempts (and it is improving slightly) I noticed that her left hand seemed less swollen.

dp:- Hey your hand looks less swollen ! Can I see if your rings fit ?
(I have been wearing kp’s engagement and wedding ring since they were took off her after the accident)

They did fit ! I took them off again and then put her engagement ring back on her finger.

dp:- Karen, will you marry me ?
kp:- Yes

Smiles !

I then put her wedding ring back on her hand.
dp:- Karen, will you take me to be your lawfully wedded husband ?
kp:- I will. You can now kiss the bride

I had a tear in my eye, but we laughed, hugged and kissed. It was lovely. When Karen saw how touched I was, she shed a tear. It was an orange tear, stained by the antibiotics that stain everything in Karen red.

This is a big psychological step for me as at one point I didn’t envisage ever taking those rings off my finger. I had vowed to keep them on until such time kp could wear them. Thanks Karen. I am so proud of you !!

Love you always

dp
xxxxx

Great Sleep, Full Breakfast, No Vomiting. A good start to the the day !!

Her phone/tv in her room has packed up. It’s Microsoft-based so I am not at all surprised. But last night was the one night kp wanted to start watching TV. Grrrrrrrr!

They are going to fix it today apparently.

kp had a bath today and she really enjoyed it, she couldn’t put her finger on why ?!

She phoned Angela today and had a nice long chat to her. It sounded like Angela was finding it quite hard to be at home after her hospital stay. I think kp will find it similarly hard. Being home is not the same as being well and home. Getting some milk out of the fridge becomes a major expedition instead of a 2-sec job.
But the call did kp a lot of good and reinforced what she was already starting to think.

Physio was very hard today amd kp lapped it up. She had to lean back a bit (no backrests involved), and then bring herself forward using her stomach muscles. The physio would also move her feet and kp had to maintain her balance. kp enjoyed it, but it was physically and mentally exhausted at the end of it. When I got her back to her room and lowered her back into bed, she fell asleep INSTANTLY. She will definately sleep this afternoon and unfortunately she didn’t want any lunch ‘cos she was so tired.

The physios have suggested we arrange kp’s physios to a time that means it doesn’t intrude on eating. kp is going to think about this this afternoon if she wakes up !

Exhausting but enjoyable morning.

For anyone who read last night’s blog before 1pm Thursday 21st, here is the photo that was taken of karen with her rings back on.

Here is a photo I took just before I left for the evening :-

I always leave a sick bowl handy so she can reach on the side of her head in case of sickness coming on. When I got her to check her sickbowl, she put her hands above the wrong side of her head, so to be sure she would be ok, I put a sickbowl on either side. I thought it looked funny.

I got a phonecall from mum and dad to say that they would be at the hospital a bit earlier than planned as they were going straight from Alnwick (where they had been for the day). kp wanted to surprise them by being in her chair outside when they drove up (as a thank you for all they’ve done), so this meant “Action Stations”. I went to the hospital asap and dad said he would be at the hospital at 5.15pm approx.

kp was FAST asleep when I arrived. I told Marie the plans and that we had 7 minutes to get kp awake, hoisted in the chair, wheel her out of the room, down the lift, and outside. So we set about our mission. Waking kp was the hardest thing. But needless to say, it couldn’t have been timed better. We got kp outside, put her brakes on, Marie and I took our seats and Dad’s familiar car drove round the corner. We could see their beaming smiles from 200 yards away. Dad flashed his lights, drove up and took this photo from the car.

Yes, I look camp before anyone else says it !

They were well chuffed. kp couldn’t believe the surprise had been so effective. After 15 minutes we returned to the room and to bed. kp was tired but fought through it and enjoyed the evening with the Pollards. Dad had took some photos of our house on a beautiful day and had printed them off for kp. She has them on her wall now and it cheered her up no end.

I borrowed kp’s x-rays to show mum and dad. Karen even saw ones she hadn’t seen before, and we were all intrigued by them. The ones with the pins and the broken bones are especially interesting.

After a while kp was flagging – it has been one helluva day. Mum and Dad left at the perfect time and within 20 mins of their departure, kp was fast asleep.

Well done today love. You’ve done remarkably well.

Awake since 7am. Good Sleep but she didn’t get to sleep until midnight apparently and really wished the TV had been working.

kp asked me to speak to the physios to tell them that she would have physio at 2/2.30pm. I obliged.

kp could tell something was bothering me today, and I had to spill the beans in the end, cos it was really getting to me. I badly didnt want to miss out on kp’s physio, but being smack bang in the middle of the afternoon means it falls on Marie’s watch. So, kp said she would give our “original shifts” a go to see if she could manage being on her own until 10am in the morning. So, I’ll now do a 10am-4pm shift, and Marie can do a 4-6/7 shift as she chooses. This means I’ll arrive for the bath, be there for lunch and physio. Fingers crossed it works out.

kp ate breakfast fine. Had tablets and one of them caused a little vomiting attack. Called nurse, who gave her the anti-sickness injection. She is now going to get these daily, instead of “when needed”

Great Bath. Eating well !

Mum and Dad visited for the last time this week, they go home today. They brought chicken soup and chicken drumsticks for Karen to eat with her chips. Loved it, may try chicken soup later.

Was tired when they left and fell asleep.

Physio today had been mostly centred on balancing her torso herself whilst reaching with her arms. The physios planted little coloured cones on the table in front of her and asked her to reach for cones by colour. This forces kp to rebalance to stop falling over, something we all take for granted.

She did very well, and wasn’t as tired as yesterday. I think the legs version of this stunt is much more tiring.

She has eaten VERY well today, eating everything in sight for the first day ever. No vomiting of consequence. The TV is fixed.

One of the nurses came in tonight and chatted to us for a while about a few things. She was probably with us 15 minutes. Lovely lady.

That’s about it for today.

Busy weekend ahead with all the family visiting tomorrow and the dynamic duo visiting on Sunday (+ Lydia)

dp

Hearty Breakfast.

Followed by Snooze.

Followed by Bath.

No vomiting.

kp feels great !

Makes for a boring blog, but may we have many more mornings like this one.

kp is going to the Fete at the hospital in the afternoon along with her visitors so sounds like the makings of a good day !

Absolutely cracking day today.

The afternoon was great. kp went down to the Summer Fete downstairs and thoroughly enjoyed watching the kids (Abbie and Louisa) getting their faces painted. Abbie seemed to win every tombola prize going. Louisa wanted to put every necklace of pearls on at one stall. It all kept kp entertained and in her chair for 90 mins with no quibbles !!!

She ate a full dinner, lunch and breakfast.

She felt great in herself. She has even started reading and sending text messages. So if you want to text Karen (NO PHONECALLS PLEASE), text a message to 07974736352. Don’t expect an immediate reply, as the phone is kept switched off in her cupboard (which she can’t reach).

kp’s mood has been awesome and it continued after I left. She even phoned me about 30 minutes ago to say how positive she felt !

Let’s hope tomorrow is the same kind of day.

Good Night’s Sleep followed by bowel issues from hell when I arrived. Poor kp. Once they were behind us, things started to improve with a good breakfast, snooze and a lovely bath.

Ate a full Sunday lunch in readiness for her 2 visitors, Debs and Lydia. She’ll need all the energy possible for them.

Well, this afternoon Karen had visitors in the form of Lydia and Deborah (from work). It was the visit of the war wounded. Marie didn’t know if she should feel more sorry for Lydia or Debs or Karen. It was very good of them to come, given they weren’t 100% themselves. Thanks you two !

Karen’s text messages can be very persuading can’t they !!!!

Anyway, they brought with them everything but the kitchen sink for Karen’s wheelchair. The nurses helped them decorate it. It now has “L” plates, a side mirror, furry dice and some very funny stickers and probably more that I have forgot. “Lost : Husband and Wheelchair, Reward for Wheelchair” – Oh, how I laughed at that sticker !!

It cheered kp up no end !!! I will take a photo with her in it tomorrow and post it on the blog. Thanks you two. I think the 3 of you work really well together and hopefully you all left cheered up, I know karen was !

Karen had a full dinner tonight, and then slept for 90 mins. I had to wake her up when I noticed that she didn’t have any anti-embellism socks on. I had asked a nurse to get a pair, and even reminded her before I left (“I haven’t forgot”), but still no socks. So she had been without for about 5/6 hours which isn’t good. And she didn’t like being woken from her beauty sleep, but needs must or the bloodclot kills.

We then had a good chat for an hour or so, before I left for the evening.

10am start tomorrow. Fingers crossed that kp can keep herself amused until then with GMTV.

A couple of things which I meant to mention this morning.

Karen asked one of the Sisters on the night shift when she might go home for a visit. To her surprise, she is going to speak to the Doctor to see if it can be arranged. But, before she can come home for an hour or so, she needs to be able to use the banana slide to get from the chair to a bed etc…. She is looking forward to this as long as she is feeling on the day in question.

Also, one of the things I have noticed is that Karen seems to have less feeling in the left side of her face. She doesn’t realise this herself, but will often have a rice crispie or a bit of gravy on that side and not realise to wipe it off. This never happens with the right side ?!?!?

I mentioned this to her today, and she was quite oblivious to it, but not overly concerned.

Only one blog entry a day during the week now as the new shifts kick in. Weekends will probably be two-parters (1 part per shift).

Well, today was the big test. Would kp be ok on her own until 10am. Would GMTV keep her amused ? Well, the answer (for the first day) is an unresounding yes.

She didn’t miss me at all. Not so sure I should take that as a compliment ?!

We went for the usual bath which she really enjoyed. After the bath, the Ward Sister came to check kp’s buttock wound (the one from the operation). It looks much better. The doctor wanted a look as well, and he came equipped with a torch. I was holding kp up so her wound was facing the doctor, and once he put the torch up I kept peering to see if I could see inside. But being at the other side of the bed, I couldn’t see in.

Doctor:- David, do you want to have a look.
dp:- No, you’re ok.

Pause

dp:- Oh, go on then. It’s not often you can see inside your wife.

The doctor pointed the torch, I peered. Wow ! It IS deep and it really looks well !! The only sloughy bit was near the opening. (slough = dead tissue that needs to come away). She is such a good healer our kp ! I would say it’s about 4-5 inches deep. I put my mouth up to the wound opening and shouted “Helloooooooooooo”. About 2 seconds later, a reply came back.

Unfortunately, the dressings that they stick inside the wound (intrasite conformable) need to stay in there for 2 days at a time to have an effect, which means we can’t have a bath so often kp is a bit pissed at this, but understands. So, next bath wednesday !

After the bath, kp snoozed until lunchtime. She got in the chair for lunch and enjoyed the Steak and Mash. Her appetite is great at the moment.

After lunch, she had another snooze until physio.

Physio was great today. The Occupational Therapist (OT) lead the session today while the physios assisted. We all had some really good laughs during the session and kp was a complete star. We took along cards and kp’s scar healing cream (thanks Lydia) so she could use these items whilst being tested by the OT.

She did the cream first. kp sat upright (with assistance), but maintained the upright position without assistance. The OT put the cream out of her reach, so she had to bend forward to get the cream (without falling over of course). She did it fine.

After the cream, kp and the OT played cards, whilst one of the physios kept moving the deck of cards further and further from kp. kp did really well. Some of the reaches seem very far, and I find myself subconsciously doing the lean before kp attempts it to check it’s possible. I must look stupid. During the card game, kp didn’t notice that one of the cards that was visible on the table was there. It was down and to the left. This emphasises her sight problem. It’s very strange. She can see things if they are down and to the left if she looks at them, but she doesn’t see them generally. When she eats a meal (for example), she will eat the right half of the plate and think the plate is empty. But if you tell her, she’ll see it. Similarly with water. If she wants a drink of water, she’ll look on the table, but if the water is at all to the left, she doesn’t see it until prompted.

Karen gets on really well with this team and they do a superb job of taxing her to the right level. She is knackered after the sessions but feels really rewarded for her efforts. At the end of the session, kp asked when she might be standing. The answer pleased kp.

Main Physio :- We’ll try and get you standing at the end of this week, or the beginning of the next week. You won’t be properly standing, but will be in the standing position but we will bear some of your weight for you.

I think about 4 physios will be involved for that session. Sounds very exciting.

I was telling kp after the session today, that I was looking at her sat there on the bench (unaided) and I could imagine her just standing up from that position. She’ll get there.

kp mentioned her conversation to the physios about going home. The upshot of the conversation is that the OT is going to visit our house to assess it to see if it needs anything doing to it before kp comes home for a couple of hours visit.

That’s about it for today. Marie took over at 4pm and will be staying until 6.30pm. It will be interesting to see how kp fares between 6.30pm and bedtime.

kp had a good night’s sleep and didn’t miss me again when I didn’t come in at 8.30am.

She had mentioned yesterday that she wanted to send some messages to various people and instructed me to bring my laptop in to record her little messages, which I did.

So, at the bottom of this blog entry, are some messages to various people (mostly work colleagues). If you are not listed, it’s nothing personal, and she said she would add more comments as she thought of people.

After we had done the messages, it was teeth and face clean routine. No bath today for reasons stated yesterday.

We both had a snooze until lunchtime. Got kp out of the bed into the wheelchair for lunch at 12.15pm. She enjoyed Lamb and Cider with dumplings, while I tucked into Tomato Soup and Bread. It’s nice to sit at a similar height and have a meal with the wife over a table. Small things !

After lunch, we went outside for some fresh air. It was a bit cool, but we probably stayed out about 10 minutes. On the way back in, kp wanted to go and see the nurses on the Intensive Care Unit. As I wheeled her there, we passed Frank (tha main man who saved her life). I didn’t realise that kp had never met him. She was always “under” when he was around.

I was pleased to see him and got carried away talking to him.

kp:- Who is this ?
dp:- This is Frank, the main man, the one who saved your life !
kp:- Oh Frank, its nice to meet you finally. I have heard so much about you.

kp put her hand out to shake his hand. Frank returned the handshake with the biggest of smiles on his face.

kp continued to thank him for all he had done. Frank said “I am honoured to meet you”. It was a nice meeting, and left all 3 of us feeling good.

At Intensive Care, kp met up with lots of nurses that she knew and LOTS of nurses that she didn’t know, but that knew her (‘cos she was under for the first month or so). They were very pleased to see her and how well she looked. kp enjoyed catching up, and I think the nurses were pleased to see kp looking so well. It was a really nice 10-15 minutes or so. There were a few nurses who kp would have liked to see who weren’t there, but the Intensive Care part of the ward was very busy at the time, and for some reason they put critically ill patients above visiting returnees

For me, the walk down the Critical Care ward brought back a LOT of bad memories, and a lot of good ones too. As I walked down the ward, I saw some relatives crying in the relative room (the bad news one), and I instantly thought back to the time we were in there doing the very same thing. For Karen, it was a new experience and one she enjoyed although I think she was bemused by the number of people who came up to her and said “hello”. She could only remember 1/3rd of them.

After this visit, we went back to the room. She had been out of bed for about an hour and was only now getting twinges, so it seems to be getting a bit better.

We snoozed until physio.

Physio was very tiring today, but all good stuff. They had Karen laying on the firm couchbed thing in the physio room, and basically they got Karen to walk her left leg in thin air slowly, which looked bl++dy hard for a well person, nevermind kp. They never described it as walking, but instead broke walking down into about 3 movements which kp had to practice. It didn’t dawn on me right until the end that it was “walking” but lying on your side. It looked really hard, but kp lapped it up.

She was an hour in physio and the time just flew past. The session ended with kp sitting upright balancing herself. One time she lost her balance a bit and she had to correct herself. I shouldn’t find this funny, but I do. It takes all her concentration to stay erect (I know how she feels).

So………….a cracking day all round today. Marie took over when kp was knackered. I just hope kp can stay awake for a while.

To finish, kp would just like to thank everyone who has sent her a text message (07974736352), she really appreciates them.

Here is the list of messages she got me to type in. She was hoping Lydia or Debs would print these off for colleagues who haven’t got a computer. There are some messages for non work colleagues also :-

Carol (Middlesbrough Blood Service)
Yes, I do remember you. Thank you so much for your card. It meant a lot. Glad to know you are following the blog.

Bill
Bonjour Bill. Comment ca vas ? Tres Bien I hope ! Comment ca vas Saluki le chien ? Bet you’re impressed with me.

Tracy
To my one and only shimmy friend. Not much shimmying going on. Will be glad to get back to get the legs moving.

Julie
Trisha has been off duty for a while. But hopes to be back in session in the near future.

Margaret of the Cairns
You’ve well and truly made me sick this time.

Gabbo
Just remember it was me who called you it first. After Matthew of course.

Mark
Thanks for appearing in the video

Tom
Hope the Health and Safety is going well

Kathleen
How could I forget you ?

Debra + Lydia
Thanks for all the support you have given me and all the laffs. The chair is great. Everyone loves it. The horn is being used well as I toot it when I pass the nurses station on the way to physio each day.

Linda Mac
We must be due for a glass of wine sometime.

Kevin
Hock the Noo, Ninnie the Noo. Hope to see you soon

Ronnie
To my very good friend. Hope you’re feeling better when you get the message. Try and let me know.

Tommy and Eileen
Thanks for everything that you have done for us during this time. It really is appreciated.

Arrived this morning to a keen-to-see-me kp. So keen, she pushed the TV out of the way and displaced the full water jug on her hospital table. The water saturated her and her sheets.

It was very tempting to go straight into the bath routine, but I was flustered by this and wanted a chat before bath, so I cleared up the mess and we chatted for a while.

Two hovis vans were having a race with each other on the A1(M) in busy traffic whilst I was on the way to the hospital. One of them cut me up. Thankfully, I was aware of what they were doing so only had to brake, not swerve. Anyway, I decided to “dob them in” as their vans had those “Let us know how our drivers are driving” stickers on. I couldn’t get the freefone number on the bedside phone Karen has, so had to use the mobile. Half way through the conversation, the Sister walked in. I nearly died (mobile phones aren’t allowed in the hospital). I looked as guilty as Marie when she hears someone else’s mobile phone going off close to her in the hospital.

After our chat, we did the bath thing, which kp really enjoys. She made a point of telling me how much she enjoys them again today. I think this alternate days bath thing is killing her. She understands why, but wishes her wound better so she can get back to daily baths.

Lunch was skipped in favour of a late-lunch soup meal I had brought in.

Physio was hard again today. It consisted of kp sitting upright and reaching to another physios hands in mid-air. This meant kp was really using her torso muscles to maintain her balance despite leaning quite significantly over at times. One side was easier than the other. All of these things I can see are steps that will aid her standing up. It wasn’t a great leap in my imagination to see one of the big leans forward being a prelude to her leg muscles then being used to stand up. Friday is the big day (we think), although it could be Monday/Tuesday next week. kp is really looking forward to “the day”, but is also anxious at the same time about the amount of effort that will be required.

She was really sweating (or perspiring or whatever women do) today towards the end. I could tell it was really taking it out of her. One comical moment came when kp was asked to not bend her arm so much when she was reaching out. She really had to concentrate on straightening her arm, and it ended up with her, as one of the physios said, doing “amateur dramatics” to get her arm straight. I likened it to “Superman” going into flight mode. It was really funny to see. It looked so forced and unnatural. kp was laughing at herself.

It was one of those physio sessions where she couldn’t wait to get back into bed however. When I lowered her back into bed, her eyes were closed before I had chance to remove the sling. LOL !

15 minutes after her eyes were closed, they were open again for her visitors (Michelle, Freddy and Ethan). Ethan (7 year old) was a little quiet at first, but soon picked up. He whisked me up and down the corridor in the wheelchair and then it was Karen’s turn. He was very careful with her (MOST OF THE TIME). Without a bit of attention from us “grown-ups”, I am pretty confident kp would have lost a toe or two by the time she got to the outside.

Unfortunately, one of the lifts broke as we went downstairs (not the one we were in), so this meant there was only one lift to get us back up. As we came back, this broke as well. This left the only way to get kp back to the ward is by the stairs. SUPERMAN to the rescue. Superman = Frank (the chap that saved kp’s life). He just happened to be passing AGAIN ! He rang the appropriate people and in no time the lift was working. (PROBABLY NOTHING TO DO WITH FRANK, but the timing means he can “have this one on us” (ANOTHER FRANK MIRACLE)).

On the way to the “working” lift, we met up with the orthopedic surgeon that did Karen’s initial pelvic ops and her recent “hole” wound. He had a chat to us before going to see the nurse who dressed the wound.

When we got back to the room, kp’s consultant came to see her. He mentioned the visit home “in the next few weeks” and that she may be standing on “Friday”. kp was well pleased that this was being said by kp’s consultant as it made it more official.

So, a good and full day overall. I left kp in the hands of Michelle, Freddy and Ethan who are staying a little while longer. Marie is attending a funeral today

kp had a lie-in today. She didn’t wake up until about 9.15am, and so when I arrived at 10am, she was still eating her breakfast which the staff had very kindly done for her specially.

No bath today. kp had a bit of jip with her left arm today. She feels she must have slept on it or something, but any movement was causing pain. This is the stroke arm and what is weird is she feels pain a LOT more sensitively in this arm, yet she has very little motor function in it. It is hoped that this will improve in time of course.

Most of the morning was spent chatting and snoozing. She didn’t feel like lunch, but instead had some grapes, cherries and a glass of milk. She then started to feel queasy, and about 10 minutes later threw up everything she had ate

She has been doing so well and then this comes along. But she wasn’t too bothered by it. We changed the sheets (cos I wasn’t quite quick enough with a sickbowl) and then it was time for physio. kp was up for it.

30 minutes after the sickness, and she was in the physio room sitting upright. We had some real good crack with the physios today, and kp was doing lots of belly laughing. They make it so much fun and kp really looks forwards to each session. Today’s physio involved the Occupational Therapist (OT) who gets kp to do lots of everyday stuff. Today, she had to put on her nighty (2 types (1 buttoning all the way down and the other buttons partly down the nighty)). She was doing this while sitting upright on the bench. Whilst she was doing it, her face was pointing mostly down at the floor so she could keep her balance and concentrate. Bit by bit, she did her best to get the nighty past the obstacle of her left arm (with a little help from the physios) and got both nightys on. Each time she got a nighty on, she looked up at me with the BIGGEST, BIGGEST of smiles. She was so chuffed with herself. We were all praising her big time.

It’s funny how the simplest of things can be so hard and how they can mean so much when you crack them.

I think one of the reasons kp was pleased was that she has something new to get her teeth into each day now. Formerly, getting a nighty on involved 2 turns on the bed, which she gets a bit sick of and any reduction in the number of turns is also gratefully received.

Sickness aside, kp was in a great postive mindset today, and made a few phonecalls to friends and family. I think everyone she phoned was pleased to get the call.

Marie arrived at 3.50pm drenched to the skin ‘cos her brolly had blown inside out. She had also had her shed burgled last night. So hopefully kp will be able to cheer her up a bit.

That’s about it for today.

I rang the policeman up yesterday to find out the latest on the police proceedings. They have had the chap in for questioning now. I can’t say too much on the blog. Suffice to say he hasn’t been charged yet and the police are still not sure if he is going to be charged with dangerous or careless driving (upto CPS)

Have feet, will stand !

Very Very busy day today.

I was a bit late today as the new change in shifts mean I pick up Friday lunch (normally Marie’s domain). I carefully got everything I was told to pick up and some safety items in case of cock up. Needless to say, even the emergency items were cock ups.

kp:- I don’t like that kind of chicken, I like chicken breast
kp:- I said spiced loaf, not spiced loaf with orange.
kp:- Tomato and Herb Bread ?! (in Peter Kay “Garlic Bread” voice)
etc…

It seems only Marie can do the shopping for lunches ! After a little “discussion” about lunch, we got into our routine.

Bath – Great !

Redressing of wounds

Then it was time for the lunch. Well, I am very pleased to say kp thoroughly enjoyed the lunch.

dp:- So, it’s ok is it ?
kp:- It’s lovely, thanks
dp:- So, that lambasting earlier is taken back ?

kp in fits of laughter :- What the hell is lambasting ?!

kp had a really good laugh at me saying that word and I was laughing at kp’s laughing !

Cracking Stuff

After lunch, short snooze, followed by the discovery that kp’s bed has packed in. This is pretty key

It has buttons for going up, down, tilting etc, which is very important for kp who can’t do these moves on her own. The physios arrived at this point, and they did as much as they could but also couldn’t get it working

When we mentioned it to the ward staff, the estates department hinted it might be Monday before it’s fixed. In karen’s condition, this is really awkward. She needs to sit up to eat, but more importantly if she gets a sickness bout, it’s very hard being sick on your back or side Last I left this, they were going to make it an urgent job, but by 5pm (Friday!) they hadn’t been. Fingers crossed.

Back to the main event. After the physios tried to make the bed work, we got in to the nitty gritty of the physio session itself.

So, the standing first considered running through things with Karen. I took a photo of 2 of the physios running through things with Karen, but when they detected an imminent photo, they retracted instantly from the shot, it was very funny to see.

The next stage involved 4 physios, 1 behind kp, 1 at each leg, and 1 in front. This next set of photos shows Karen going from sitting to standing. It took immense effort on the part of Karen to get there and probably took about 15-20 seconds to do with a few “Owwwwwwws” and “nearly made its” along the way. It needed lots of help from the physios and lots of direction as to what muscles she should be using. There was absolutely no way Karen could have done this on her own at the moment, but this was NEVER expected. The photos below make it look easy, but it was ever so hard for Karen. From an onlooker’s perspective, it looked very awkward, with so many helpers moving body parts to assist, but the end result was kp standing herself. Every half a second or so, her knees would buckle and the physios would have to be there to ensure she didn’t drop.

On the first standing attempt, Karen had her right (good) arm on the table in front, but her left (stroke) arm was just being supported by a physio so it didn’t get in the way. When kp attempted to stand, she really tried to get her left arm on the table as well, but it wouldn’t go when she told it to. This made the standing look very awkward. On the second attempt, both arms were placed on the table in front of her, and it went a bit smoother.

In the following photos, the physios faces have been purposefully masked.

Here is Karen half way between sitting and standing :-

Karen standing (over the moon with herself) :-

Karen standing (dp saying “smile for the camera”) :-

All of the above photos were took on the second standing attempt.

These two attempts completely drained Karen, and the first thing she said after the attempts was she could see how much work it was going to take. The second thing she said was “can she go back to her room to lie down ?”

She enjoyed the experience and it is a great finish to a storming week !

On the way back from physio, Karen bumped into another similarly aged lady who had had a stroke. Karen was keen to know how long it takes from “first standing attempt” to “walking” – the answer in this lady’s case was 3 weeks. I doubt very much kp will be as quick as that given her pelvis, hip, arm complications but I don’t think she has realised that yet.

I didn’t get chance to go through the experience with her as, no sooner was she hoisted onto bed she was doing the “Zzzzzzzzzz” thing.

At about 4pm, Marie arrived with daughter Adele, and Grand daughters, Adele and Abbie.

Came in (8.30am) to a fast asleep kp today. Took her 15-20 mins to come round.

Bacon/Beans Toasted Sandwich for breakfast followed by a 90 minute snooze. I had a 30-min kip myself on the hard floor. She wouldn’t let me get in the bed with her.

She had a really itchy/sweaty back and was gagging for a bath. She is only supposed to have them alternate days at the moment (to allow the buttock wound to heal), but she really wanted a bath despite this, so we did the bath thing.

After the bath, she had the idea of putting her own nighty on. This is a real big thing to Karen, I am surprised at how big. She even rates it over the standing experience yesterday. So I hoisted her into the big chair (with the bed in front of her (for her hands)), and sat her upright and she proceeded to put her nighty on. I helped very little and she sorted it !!

She was over the moon, and I can see this being a regular occurrence (may be a spelling mistake there mother).

Michelle and Adele arrived at 1pm and we had some good crack with them. kp was doing some real belly laughs as we recounted some amusing hospital stories.

We have found a way of making the bed work without the electrics (thanks to last night’s nurses). I gave it a try and nearly projected kp into the room next door. kp and the girls were in hysterics at the speed with which kp went from lying to sitting. Apparently kp’s face was a picture.

That’s it for Part One.

Pizza Night !

kp and I decided to have a typical Saturday night tonight. Pizza, TV and Beer. It was great, just like a typical Saturday night apart from :-

No Beer (driving home)
Having to hoist Karen into a sitting position.

These things aside, we had a really good night. Karen REALLY enjoyed her pizza. It was a 10inch thin crust (onion, garlic and mushroom) and she ate 80% of it.

We had a cracking night !

Arrived an hour early today to kp’s surprise.

kp was in positive mood. Had eaten a good breakfast and wanted a bath.

She suggested I check with the sister that it was ok to have a bath.

kp:- Go and ask X. Say “Is it ok if Karen pops for a bath ?”
dp:- Karen, I know how to ask X if you can have a bath or not ?

Karen started laughing at the fact she had given me the exact words to say. I started practicing to myself :-

dp:- Is it ok if Karen POPS for a bath ? Is it ok if Karen POPPPPPS for a bath ? Is it OK if Karen pops in the bath ?

I left the room to ask X the question, kp was laughing out loud and I could hear her down the hallway !

Needless to say it was ok, and kp enjoyed the bath.

kp now likes to sit up in the chair to put her own nighty on. I was keen to get her to sit upright (no back support).

dp:- Do you want to sit upright or slouch ?
kp:- I’d rather slouch.
dp:- It will be easier if you sat upright.
kp:- I want to slouch.

kp ran into difficulties with the nighty. It was caught on her left little finger, but she kept pulling it as if it was just stuck and needed lots of pulling so I advised her accordingly.

dp:- It might be easier if you sit upright.
kp:- Will you stop going on about sitting upright !
dp:- Why do you have such a problem with sitting upright ?
kp:- Sometimes I just want to do things certain ways and today I want to slouch.

Fair enough ! It was a good humoured conversation and kp said she would explain why she wanted to slouch later in the morning, but we forgot to talk about it.

She dried her own hair today. She forgets quite a lot about her left side, so her right hair was lovely and dry, some would say toasted. Her left side was damp still. I reminded her about the left side and she sorted it.

After this, we went to sleep for an hour. She skipped lunch, simply ‘cos she wasn’t hungry.

Sue (from work) is visiting this afternoon and my dad is coming up also.