Watchin' windows. Do they know what I know? Silently. I’m away, I’m away.
Watchin' Windows - Roni Size
Watchin' Windows - Roni Size
Day 2 : ... Haemoglobin 10.7 ... Neutrophils 1.41 ... Platelets 232 ...
Today's only event is to move from my shared room to one on my own. I think this is better - it will certainly bring more peace of mind as my neutrophils go down. The NHS has its own peculiar concept of time - they decided the best time to move me was 5:45am.
Apart from that... I have my blood tests. I have my 'obs' (blood pressure, pulse and temperature) checked. I pee in my jug and record it. I take my pills. I eat my breakfast. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I pee in my jug and record it. I get up and shower (removing my anti-embolism socks, making sure not to get my pipes wet as I wash, and then putting the anti-embolism socks back on). I have my 'obs' checked. I do my exercises, as instructed. I talk to the boys on the phone. I watch a bit of Top Gear on Dave. I pee in my jug and record it. I open my laptop and do a few minutes of work. I eat my lunch. I take my pills. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I go for a walk to the front door of the hospital, in order to see the (grey) sky, buy a decent coffee and prove I can still manage to climb the stairs. I play crib with my brother. I have my 'obs' checked. I watch some pretty poor rugby between Ireland and France. I pee in my jug and record it. I eat my supper. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I take my pills and have my injection. I chat with a friend (I am lucky, and grateful, to have visitors). I have my 'obs' checked, and my weight. I pee in my jug and record it. I spend an hour catching up with Marisa. I take my pills. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I watch a bit of "Made in Dagenham" on TV. I pee in my jug and record it. I go to bed.
It's a funny existence - sitting in hospital waiting to be ill. I feel fine. But my neutrophils have more than halved in the last 24hrs - evidence my bone marrow has been suppressed, and an indication that I will feel different soon.
Today's only event is to move from my shared room to one on my own. I think this is better - it will certainly bring more peace of mind as my neutrophils go down. The NHS has its own peculiar concept of time - they decided the best time to move me was 5:45am.
Apart from that... I have my blood tests. I have my 'obs' (blood pressure, pulse and temperature) checked. I pee in my jug and record it. I take my pills. I eat my breakfast. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I pee in my jug and record it. I get up and shower (removing my anti-embolism socks, making sure not to get my pipes wet as I wash, and then putting the anti-embolism socks back on). I have my 'obs' checked. I do my exercises, as instructed. I talk to the boys on the phone. I watch a bit of Top Gear on Dave. I pee in my jug and record it. I open my laptop and do a few minutes of work. I eat my lunch. I take my pills. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I go for a walk to the front door of the hospital, in order to see the (grey) sky, buy a decent coffee and prove I can still manage to climb the stairs. I play crib with my brother. I have my 'obs' checked. I watch some pretty poor rugby between Ireland and France. I pee in my jug and record it. I eat my supper. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I take my pills and have my injection. I chat with a friend (I am lucky, and grateful, to have visitors). I have my 'obs' checked, and my weight. I pee in my jug and record it. I spend an hour catching up with Marisa. I take my pills. I brush my teeth and use both my mouthwashes. I watch a bit of "Made in Dagenham" on TV. I pee in my jug and record it. I go to bed.
It's a funny existence - sitting in hospital waiting to be ill. I feel fine. But my neutrophils have more than halved in the last 24hrs - evidence my bone marrow has been suppressed, and an indication that I will feel different soon.
1 comment:
The calm before the storm, I remember that.
Curiously Mike was never in isolation but on a 3 bed bay with a chap with lymphoma and various blood cancer patients with chest infections. Luckily he lived to tell the tale. :-)
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