Doing what we can

Yesterday, John was at the hospital again for his immunoglobulin treatment. I had great plans for while he was there – I was going to come home and do all sorts of jobs, but it didn’t work out like that. I managed a phone call or two in relation to Mum’s affairs and that was it.

I collected John at mid-day and thought I might get on a bit in the afternoon. But fatigue overcame me and I did nothing. John, too, felt fatigued and he didn’t do much either.

Paul and Harriet came over for tea and we were really looking forward to it. Harriet had plenty of excellent advice on sorting my Mum out, for which I was very grateful. Lily did all the cooking on what was an absolutely delicious meal and which all the grown-ups enjoyed. Freddie wasn’t so keen however and, in the end, the Kenilworth Originals left a bit earlier than expected to see if an early night might recoup some of the jet lag from which darling Freddie is still suffering.

I think it worked, because this was the happy photo we had this morning of Freddie reading the back of the breakfast cereal box. I remember his Daddy doing that when he was little, too…..

Our fatigue has left our patience low and we are quite short-tempered. And we felt even more fatigue roll in as the family left last night, swallowing us up – so much so, that neither of us felt we could make any contribution to Quiz Night and so we sent our apologies. We hoped an early night might sort us out, too!

John managed to tinker a bit on the Lotus today and I did make it to yoga this morning. But the fatigue hasn’t gone away. We’re putting it down to our exciting weekend away, followed by lots of hospital trips this week, worry about Mum and, of course, post-Covid…..

More admin and phone calls about Mum today, and then I popped over to see how she was getting on. She was lot better than when I saw her on Monday, and they had managed to get her dressed. She was pleased to see me but wasn’t quite sure who I was. However, she had a giggle over her efforts in folding a napkin and playing peekaboo with her fingers. I captured this lovely photo of her.

Mum has a very nasty injury to her left elbow though, which needs dressing. The District Nurses had called in today to do the job, but she screamed so much that they went away without managing it. One of the care assistants pounced on me as I arrived and said, “Now that you’re here, perhaps she’ll let me re-dress the wound. Come on!”

I doubted that I’d be able to persuade Mum but, with a lot of cajoling, and telling her to hold onto my hand tight while the dressing was changed, we got the job done. We could have done with ear defenders though. Mum screamed the place down…….

I am hoping to speak to the doctor tomorrow to discuss Mum’s case and see if there is any support they can offer. Wish me luck!!

We are hoping that our fatigue leaves us by the time we wake up tomorrow so that we can tackle all those jobs that we have on our very long lists….. we haven’t even started in the garden yet this year!!! Fingers crossed anyway, ‘cos time is a-marching on…….

Take care everyone. God bless.