I think Hubby is disappointed that it’s so far in the future but at least now we have something in the diary. I think I’m more relaxed because the last few months I’ve been pretty well. If I were in hospital here in Nottingham or at home in agony then I don’t think I would be too pleased at having to wait until February. But as things stand I’m happy to keep hospital appointments to a minimum and enjoy the run of good luck I’m having at the moment.
It does almost seem too good to be true that I’ve been out of hospital for over 2 months and at the back of my mind is that little voice telling me ‘You must be due an admission soon. You never stay out of hospital for too long’. I’m trying to ignore that voice and focus on having time at home with Hubby and the kids.
So what have I done since I got out of hospital? We desperately wanted to go abroad as a family but I struggled to get travel insurance and after having repeated admissions I was a bit scared to travel and leave the country. So me, Hubby, Big Fella and the dog went up to Whitby for a week. Big Girl didn’t come as she had already booked a holiday to Magaluf and we couldn’t find a time that Hubby could have off work and Big Girl was free before Big Fella started at college.
We have celebrated birthdays and both the kids got exam results which we were very proud of. Bestie came up from Hertfordshire with her husband and 3 of the 4 kids over the Bank Holiday weekend so we got to have some lovely quality time with them. But mostly I’ve just been taking pleasure in the mundane: giving Big Fella lifts, having family meals, playing with the dog, just being at home.
I did have a bit of a scare a few weeks back that I could have an exit site infection- this is an infection around the Hickman line, not inside it, so it’s easier to treat with oral antibiotics and doesn’t usually result in sepsis like an infection in the line does. I went to the hospital and got it swabbed and the specialist nurse said she’d ring if the swab grew bugs. So when she rang 2 days later I shit myself. But she was ringing to say it was all ok! I’ve got so used to getting bad news over the years it felt strange to have this bit of good luck.
I’ve had a couple of nights out too. I went to the theatre to see Miriam Margolyes- she was doing one of those evenings where she talked about her life and answered questions from the audience. It was the most expensive theatre ticket I’ve ever bought (apart from when Hubby and I saw Phantom of the Opera in Broadway) and it was a good night but it wasn’t amazing. I also went to charity bingo evening with some friends which was good fun and I won 2 prizes after getting a line and a full house!
But for the last 8 days I’ve been tucked up in bed after getting struck down with Covid again. I started to feel unwell quite suddenly one evening and by the following morning I couldn’t get out of bed. I had headaches, muscle aches and pains and quite bad breathlessness when walking about. This is my third bout of Covid and this time it’s hit me pretty hard and knocked me for six. I’ve tried over the last couple of days to get up and do a few bits but usually only last an hour and then go back to bed and sleep for 4 or 5!! I’m exhausted and my whole body hurts. I went for my flu jab today and I wasn’t sure if I was going to be allowed to have it because I’ve had covid. But the nurse checked me out and because I didn’t have a temperature she jabbed me and sent me on my way. So I’m using the enforced bed rest as an opportunity to catch up on some box sets. I’ve just discovered Modern Family and think it’s hilarious so am working my way through the 10 seasons of that for now.
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