Not a good night’s sleep and didn’t feel too bright this morning.

Did the usual Breakfast / Bedbath thing routine, but we delayed the bedbath until all her dressings were changed. It took quite a while for a nurse to be free and for the nurse in question to change the dressings as she had not done Karen before and was not familiar with her wounds. This made me start thinking that I could do the dressings myself. I have seen it done that many times and often the nurses ask me how did the previous nurse do the dressing. They are looking into whether I can do this or not. Looks hopeful.

This blog wouldn’t be complete without mentioning an incident today which made kp, myself and some of the staff laugh. I am going to be vague about people here purposely. We met a member of staff who kp and I both agreed was the Mrs Overall of Nursing.

I will relate a couple of incidents :-

1. This person was talking to me and walked into a walk-in cupboard. The door was an automatic door which shut behind her. I could hear her muffled speech still. She was still talking to me. This carried on for quite a few seconds, enough time for me to tell kp what was happening and for me then to open the cupboard door to see the person walking out still talking to me completely unaware what had just happened with the door. kp had big smiles.

2. This person was doing something for Karen and the person had some assistance from some colleagues. The person was discussing what he/she was doing on Karen and it was clear that he/she was not very sure about how to do it correctly. Karen had a big beam of a smile and the nurses could see kp had sussed the person out and were smiling back. I was holding back the laughter.

There was more, but I think any more would make it obvious to whom I was referring and I don’t want to offend anyone.

At 12pm we got kp in the chair, and took her outside in the shade. It was lovely. After 20 minutes, she wanted to go back in as her cocchyx was starting to hurt. She had lunch, not enough in my opinion. I made the point to her, and she wasn’t happy about me making the point. Marie is going to try a more tempting approach this afternoon. Fingers crossed.