Back home and boy does it feel good

I’ve been out of the hospital for 10 days.  It’s been a mixed bag of a week.  I’m feeling ever so much better – with worse episodes in between, if that makes sense.  The good periods make the unwell, sickly and painful events bearable.  I can go for that.

My amazing district nurses have been coming in and changing my dressing, cleaning and observing the leakage area.  Applying the appropriate creams; hydrocortisone first on the affected areas and then my saviour – the wonderful cavilon.  No matter how busy the nurses are they always make you feel important to them and they make time for a natter.  I have a vision of them chasing their tails by the end of the day.  Especially with gabby folk like me.

Community dietician was in for a visit this week.  With a student in tow.  This time the student was a mature male.  Keen, thoughtful and already has a good bedside manner.   My usual dietician noticed an improvement in my skin, but was concerned that I looked ‘wabbit’ I came back with I think I may have sofa and daytime TV fever.  We agreed perhaps a wee drive in the car and if I felt up to it, a small outing with Steve and the dogs might be just what I need.  Steve wasn’t too keen on me taking on something too ambitious – I agreed. The Labradors excitedly got into the car wagging their tails frantically.  Buddy panting heavily, Bella looked at him as if to say why are you making all that noise – you would think we never went anywhere.  I turned and looked at him and said don’t get too excited Bud – you never know, you could be going to the vet.  Bloody crazy we are; having conversations with dogs.    We stopped near Garvald and let the dogs out for a run.  They loved it.  Muddy puddles especially.   The cool crisp air was wonderful.  Watching the dogs run with endless energy is a beautiful memory.  The short walk for me was a tiring one, every step sapped me of energy.  However the walk did have its benefits.  My brain was re-energised.  The outing filled me with a feeling of warmth and happiness – I was with my hubby of 29 years and my loyal Labradors.

 

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4 thoughts on “Back home and boy does it feel good”

  1. So happy that you were well enough to get out, even if it was only for a short walk. May the next one be a few steps further and so on and so on!

    Aren’t we blessed to have such wonderful nurses to care for us? I have one who drives two hours out into the countryside to our tiny rural town once a month to give me my Sandostatin injection. Though she has several others to see on her route that day, she always has time for a little chat.

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      1. I’m doing well. Seven months after I was diagnosed with neuroendocrine cancer, a second completely unrelated cancer was found in one of my saliva glands. That was two years ago now. I see the surgeon who removed that tumour for a follow-up appointment on Tuesday. I don’t expect any bad news, but these things are always a bit nerve wracking.

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      2. I’m pleased to hear you are doing well. It understandable you are feeling apprehensive about your appointment. Please let me know how you get on. I will be thinking about you. Best wishes Elizabeth

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