Andy for his assistance on this matter and again for all of his efforts over the weekend, he said that it was the least he could do under the circumstances, he continued that he would have to leave soon and get back home for work the next day but that he would keep in daily touch with both Helen and me and return next Friday with the family.
After Andy had left I spent the afternoon laid on the bed watching the TV until Kate, Helen and Jim arrived, they of course also wanted to know how the MIR scan had gone, I told them that I didn’t know the results as yet but that things had gone better than the previous CT scan and hopefully the consultant would get more information this time.
Helen deposited some clean clothes in the cupboard and Kate said that they had filled an ice cube bag with cranberry juice which was now in the freezer, Jim however was fairly subdued, I knew that because of the situation he was struggling with the preparation for his exams and there wasn’t much I could give him in the way of encouragement or to say that things would get any better, I just hoped that he would manage to get by as he still had a future that he needed to be prepared for.
After an hour or so of chatting I was starting to feel the full tiring effects of the past couple of days and so it was with reluctance that I said to them that I needed to have a rest and they agreed to leave so that I could get my head down.
The nurse arrived some time later and had to wake me to give me my penicillin, diazepam and now also my atropine injections, I told her that I couldn’t help but find it funny that she was having to wake me up to give me a sleeping potion, she smiled and explained that both of the penicillin and diazepam injections were intravenous and would be given through the cannula on the back of my hand however the atropine injection was to be given subcutaneously, I had to ask what his meant, she said that the injection just went into the skin and not a vein and with that she pinched a small area of skin on my right shoulder and inserted the needle just under the skin, it was a little sore as the fluid was injected but nothing more than that.
I settled down again on the bed, the nurse turned the over bed light off and I started to drift away, my last waking thought was that I hoped that dieing would be this comfortable.
Tuesday 6 th December 2005
I woke refreshed this morning rather than just coming to as I had done following some of the recent disturbed nights, the atropine and the diazepam had done their jobs well, I can’t say that I jumped out of bed and strode forth but I did feel a slight spring in my step as I disconnected the empty feed bag and headed to the shower, I even had a go at cleaning my teeth with a toothbrush, well at least the ones you could see when I smiled.
I was sat in the chair and quite chipper when Helen arrived around 10.00am so it was with some concern that I could see that she had been crying, I asked her what had happened but she shrugged it off so I assumed that the situation must have been bearing down on her more heavily this morning.
Helen kissed me on the forehead and after taking off her coat she reached into her bag and produced quite a handful of unopened envelopes, she said that she had removed all of the dross from the post that she could but that these letters were either addressed to me personally or to the business and she wanted me to tell her what to do with the content in case some money had to be paid or things needed to be sent to Matt for him to deal with.
I knew she was worried that something might not get done and I thought that it might be this that had made her cry so I went through them all with her one by one, I felt that at least I could put her mind at rest about this if nothing much else.
Some of the envelopes contained business letters and others held cards or letters written by friends and family who really
After Andy had left I spent the afternoon laid on the bed watching the TV until Kate, Helen and Jim arrived, they of course also wanted to know how the MIR scan had gone, I told them that I didn’t know the results as yet but that things had gone better than the previous CT scan and hopefully the consultant would get more information this time.
Helen deposited some clean clothes in the cupboard and Kate said that they had filled an ice cube bag with cranberry juice which was now in the freezer, Jim however was fairly subdued, I knew that because of the situation he was struggling with the preparation for his exams and there wasn’t much I could give him in the way of encouragement or to say that things would get any better, I just hoped that he would manage to get by as he still had a future that he needed to be prepared for.
After an hour or so of chatting I was starting to feel the full tiring effects of the past couple of days and so it was with reluctance that I said to them that I needed to have a rest and they agreed to leave so that I could get my head down.
The nurse arrived some time later and had to wake me to give me my penicillin, diazepam and now also my atropine injections, I told her that I couldn’t help but find it funny that she was having to wake me up to give me a sleeping potion, she smiled and explained that both of the penicillin and diazepam injections were intravenous and would be given through the cannula on the back of my hand however the atropine injection was to be given subcutaneously, I had to ask what his meant, she said that the injection just went into the skin and not a vein and with that she pinched a small area of skin on my right shoulder and inserted the needle just under the skin, it was a little sore as the fluid was injected but nothing more than that.
I settled down again on the bed, the nurse turned the over bed light off and I started to drift away, my last waking thought was that I hoped that dieing would be this comfortable.
Tuesday 6 th December 2005
I woke refreshed this morning rather than just coming to as I had done following some of the recent disturbed nights, the atropine and the diazepam had done their jobs well, I can’t say that I jumped out of bed and strode forth but I did feel a slight spring in my step as I disconnected the empty feed bag and headed to the shower, I even had a go at cleaning my teeth with a toothbrush, well at least the ones you could see when I smiled.
I was sat in the chair and quite chipper when Helen arrived around 10.00am so it was with some concern that I could see that she had been crying, I asked her what had happened but she shrugged it off so I assumed that the situation must have been bearing down on her more heavily this morning.
Helen kissed me on the forehead and after taking off her coat she reached into her bag and produced quite a handful of unopened envelopes, she said that she had removed all of the dross from the post that she could but that these letters were either addressed to me personally or to the business and she wanted me to tell her what to do with the content in case some money had to be paid or things needed to be sent to Matt for him to deal with.
I knew she was worried that something might not get done and I thought that it might be this that had made her cry so I went through them all with her one by one, I felt that at least I could put her mind at rest about this if nothing much else.
Some of the envelopes contained business letters and others held cards or letters written by friends and family who really
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