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I'm home...but only for a few sleeps

I was discharged yesterday! Who would have thought it when this time last week they called the priest and I woke up to find him anointing me. I thought I was getting the last rites 😧 but I was only getting the anointing of the sick. Phew. But that's bad enough. 

Anyway, I'm home. But not for long. I'm hoping to head off on my summer hols soon. So lots of packing to do. Not just the usual clothes, but medication, TPN, supplies, sharps bin, ensure drinks, hand wash...the list goes on and on. I got a new bikini- what do you think?



When I got discharged from hospital yesterday the first thing I did was surprise the kids by going and picking them up from school. The look on their faces when they saw me brought a lump to my throat and I had to try and hold it together in the playground. 

Today has been hot, hot, hot so I've spent the day in bed with the fan on. The kids have been fab, even letting me have a little sleep. They know not to cook anything, answer the door or do anything that might cause bloodshed when I'm out of it! I know it's unconventional summer holiday parenting but I've just got to survive the day! 

Before anyone rings social services, I did get up to feed them and imagine the horror when I saw my crisp drawer looking like this!


Now I know that Hubby has had a difficult job trying to hold it all together in my absence but really? REALLY? Did he go completely feral? Full order has been restored though. 


Had a little panic tonight when my TPN pump started alarming. It kept saying there was air in the line and despite me flushing it, it kept alarming. I rang the on call nurse and she helped me sort it out. Think I'm going to be totally neurotic about this line. I just can't face going back in and having to go through all this again. I know that if I'm going to get a line infection there's nothing I can do to stop it but I don't want to do anything that might encourage one or make it more serious. 

After falling asleep last night watching Mary Poppins in my bed snuggled up to the kids, poor Hubby had to sleep in Big Girls bed. Hoping tonight to go to sleep next to him. But no touching! It's far too warm for that! He's got to keep to his side of the bed. I didn't miss him that much!!

NB x
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