Perhaps the weekends low ebb spirit wise was not just the let down of finding himself back in hospital after such a fleeting glimpse of home, as by Monday morning Rodger still had a temperature which if anything was slightly higher. It was an early start, battling through Dumfries traffic, still chaos on the bridge after the floods, to drive him up to Glasgow for the first post-transplant outpatients appointment.
No car parking space as usual and as Rodger was clearly pretty shaky I dropped him off at the door and did a little admittedly creative parking at the back - in no ones way, off the pavement and no visible no parking signs, (more of this later), and ran back to ‘see’ him round to the outpatients.
It was actually a relief to both of us to be told that he should stay. It feels really safe here with its double air locked doors and specialist doctors and nurses. Ward 9, another identical room but this time with a car park view. Yes, getting back to car parks...... after the inevitable longer-than-hoped length of time it took to get thorough clinic waiting rooms, and re admission procedures, I had to run back down to the car to fetch the list of medications to show to the ward doctor. It felt like a real kick in the teeth kick to find a car parking ticket! Expletive, Expletive, how do they expect one to get a sick man to hospital, etc. etc. However a lovely medical looking woman I met in the lift saw both my ticket and my expression, and told me not to worry and led me round to the desk in the ward saying that THEY would sort it out for me. So from heartless to hearts of gold!
One of the discomforts for Rodger, probably from being hunched over with a sore stomach for so long followed by little exercise save the 'Beatson Shuffle' *, has been a grumbling sore back. Over the weekend it was clearly causing him some distress. So a big thanks to Samba Sister Anne who so kindly came over last night and gave Rodger a massage.
While I was out at the car making a phone call Rodger had a chest x-ray, this time with a high tech mobile x-ray unit which came to him. It sounded amazing, I was sorry to have missed it. After a sleep and some paracetemol he's feeling a little brighter and we await results and decisions.
*So named last week as we were leaving, spirits high, and we noticed a Rodger look-alike shuffling through the door of the 'Friends' last week. 'Look, he's doing the Beatson Shuffle', we joked!
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Thanks, Christine!
ReplyDeleteAnd very pleased to hear about the portable X ray machine. That's the way to do it!
And that they sorted out the Expletive Expletive parking ticket.
Hope you are feeling fitter soon, Rodger!
Love Elizabeth