Rodger says - Another day and nothing much seemed to happen.But Christine says:
Rodger is still having spikes of temperature at night and during the day sleeps a lot, but we took a before supper shuffle down the corridor and found out that there is a mysterious 5th floor to the Beatson. Pauline says that she has never dared go up to find out. I shall have to find out if there is a Beast of the Beatson.....
On our return an ominous plate of supper was waiting - Scotch Pie, chips and beans. An unwise attempt at a mouthful was aborted in haste. A bit of Sainsbury’s fruit cocktail was a better option, soft and juicy seems to work better.
The growth factor injection of last night has boosted the unhappy neutrofils which had fallen to a sorry 0.7 and midday’s count was way up at around 4.25. So what with more red blood and a kick up the pants for theneutrofils he should be bouncing off the walls. Hmm, we will both have to learn exceeding patience I'm afraid.
Hello Rodger & Christine - Now I am jealous you've got access to Sainsbury's (hum you need to get hold of Jamie Oliver to wizz up something fabby), next you've got a bionic bed and you've got a mystery beast on the next floor! I am a fan of The Secret and somewhere in amongst all the words of wisdom is the story of laughter and the power of humour - yes I am serious. So here is a recommendation for me get hold all the cartoons, comedies that they have on that tv station and pump up your laughter tanks. Create cartoons and stories about the gadgets and open your mind to joy and laughter - I wonder that beast is called on the next floor. Check into wwww.TheSecret.tv for inspiration. Now for the boring bit - its been sunny today here in Barnbarroch.
ReplyDeleteLots of smiles and love
Marion
I wondered if you were due for some hamster juice.
ReplyDeleteBoy, you are having a hard time!
Hang in there :)
Hugs
Elizabeth
I'm still rooting for you from over here! Coo to those babies every night and morning. Babies like to be cooed to. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd, the nurses will think you are batty. :D
Hi sweetie
ReplyDeletesorry you are having a bumpy road
I, in the meantime, have had a delayed Thanksgiving dinner - turkey, cornbread stuffing, sweet yams in butter, and applepie icecream - oy veah!!
tomorrow I see another 'old friend' from bygone days - whom our cat went to stay with after Mike died ---- hope the Frenchies are still producing and thriving..... love to you and Christine and family C xoxoxo
What a bugger it is! I well remember all those injections and transfusions. And the need for patience and faith in the system! It’s certainly not easy – none of it: that is absolutely for sure. The four walls and lack of fresh air and exercise can make the spirits fall, but you do seem to have a room with lots of space – though, it’s perhaps a small bonus.
ReplyDeleteAgain, it’s little consolation, I expect, but, although I was truly pissed off by it all, I found my three periods of monthly five-day stays at the Western for Hodgkin’s, the two years of breast cancer treatment, the septicaemia and even last year’s supraglottitis passed with resolute acceptance of them being events over which I had no control and yet which would pass.
Hang on in there, Bruv.
Nil desperandum! - Never despair! (Horace)
Nil illigitimi carborundum – Don’t let the bastards grind you down (Latinus Pretendus!)