8pm Bournville ward
Queen Elizabeth hospital
Yes it is me, really it is. I've managed to wrestle control of my blog again before Martin turned it into ''great golf I have played''. this is made easier by the fact that the Q.E. has internet access available. In fact this is the only thing to make my stay bearable.You all know how much I enjoy being in hospital !!
The plan is to give me some blood, using my femoral vein if necessary. My very low H b almost certainly contributed to the confused/distressed night I had yesterday. To be honest i don't remember much about It. All i know is that Martin had a very upsetting night indeed.
So here we are Catherine and I (she has been brave enough to stay with me over night) in a nice cosy little 6 bed bay we are sharing with another lady. The docs all decided to try for peripheral access first ''you'll be lucky I thought''. And sure enough I thought, after 3 tries failed. Then we met super Dr David who much to my amazement succeeded first time and whats more the first unit of blood wizzed through and as I type the second one is just starting. How fantastic!!! one down 3 to go. Maybe i will get home tomorrow after all.
Just in time to go to St Marys for a few days restpite whilst Martin goes to France with some mates to play golf!!!
Next Tuesday I start Radiotherapy on my right shoulder (which may or may not be fractured- the docs can't make up their mind) I've only got 5 fractions to have this time so it will be all over in just over a week and wont interfere with Martins golf ( heaven forbid!!!)
and he moans about never getting chance to play.