Welcome back from Planet Zog. Please excuse the next two or three blogs if they are more over the place than usual. The things some people will do to find a subject on which to post.
I have recently travelled from the floor of my bedroom to the Royal Derby Hospital courtesy of an indifferent GP who moaned that the doorbell was not working and that of any case he could have diagnosed me over the phone. (An ear infection evidently, diagnosed without examination.) Some ear infection!
I have been heart monitored in an ambulance, X rayed, and extremely well examined. I have received numerous saline drips and several blood transfusions. I have had a camera down my throat ( not nice) and my brain has been expensively studied by an impressive CAT scanner. (Not a lot there, so what's new then.) I went into hospital poorly, basically due to internal bleeding and have come out much better but with a speech impediment. Cause unknown but temporary we hope. (My haemaglobin levels were evidently six thus the reason could be low oxygen levels.) Otherwise I will be the only public speaker in the Derby area with a with a speech defect. Better than coming out with MRSA I guess.
More later. I am only just coming to terms with it all. Met some wonderful people but all in all not an experience to be oft repeated.
Happy Christmas
5 days ago
17 comments:
No, please don't even attempt to repeat the experience.
We like you at home and blogging.
Better complain to your doctor that the hospital didn't even attempt to treat the ear problem which he diagnosed....
Glad to see you back Ken, I once had a haemoglobin of 8 and was breathless just turning over in bed so I am impressed with your 6. But no, it is not a competition.
How does a GP diagnose an ear infection without examination? I would have thought that you need to at least look in the ear.
Anyway, take care and don't rush things - take it easy and let Mrs Ken pamper you.
Far,...far too technical.
Far,...far too medical.
Just good to have you back home. :)
Do what they say Ken: if they say take it easy.....take it easy.
Lay off the Black Pudding and the Pork pies for a bit. :)
All the best my old friend.
Bernard.
Hello Ken
I am glad to hear you are out of hospital and back blogging
I hope you are keeping much better.
Take it easy as everyone says and enjoy being pampered
Andrea
Glad you're back....
Glad you're back home. All the best for a full recovery.
(And I hope you won't have any call for that particular GP again).
So glad you're on the mend, Ken. Take care and get well soon. :)
Sounds like an awful experience, glad to hear you are on the mend. x
Glad you are back home Ken :-)
Wizz
Welcome back Ken, glad you survived the trials of the NHS intact (well almost)... keep on improving :-)
So glad you are back and doing so much better! Ear infection? Is that what he really said! My stars...what a dolt!
You behave yourself now and rest. I will be praying for you!
Hugs
SueAnn
Glad you are safely back, Ken, and obviously you were in excellent hands. I hope the speech defect is of temporary duaration. Your wife has done us proud keeping us posted - please thank her and suggest she takes up blogging!! LOL
I wonder what she would call her blog. My wife's would be "What's mine is mine and what's your's is mine!" LOL
Keep smiling ~ Eddie
Glad to see you back and on form. Take care. Blessings on you and yours
Take care, Ken, and rest up now that you're home. I really hope the speech problem is temporary and is quickly sorted. Thinking of you.
Becky.
Thanks again. I am finding life very difficult to take easy but maybe, just maybe we need a shakeup now and again. The speech thing has gone I think except when I get excited! So much goodwill, so many friendly comments, thanks to you all. Quite emotional and thats unusual for me'
well, your typing doesn't seem to have been affected....
Ken, I'm so sorry I've been a bit slow over this one and to hear that you have had 'a nasty turn' - but delighted of course that you are still alive and kicking despite the GP's best efforts.
We've had a bad 6 months or so in the village with serious illness (I will get round to writing about it at some point no doubt - but don't hold your breath, I don't want you keeling over again). But I have to tell you how my husband was in the pub for early doors with his brother when a chap came in whose wife we knew had been diagnosed as having a brain tumour. I had spotted the ambulance outside their house about 10 o'clock one evening and muttered to Nick that it didn't bode well. So he goes up to this man in the boozer and says 'Hi Matthew, I gather Fi's been a bit poorly'. 'Yes, she's dead' came the reply. !!
There is something about my husband's family and their extraordinary understatement in times of severe ill-health...I think he got the response he deserved!
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