So yeah I’m in hospital.
I’ve never been in hospital before. I’m not sure I’ve been missing out, but it’s ok I guess. And I’ve got my own private room! Palatial! Well, I’m sharing it with Clarence the cow of course.
Feeling fine (chemo side effects aside), don’t panic everyone. Like actually… people don’t seem to believe me. Don’t worry about wishing I feel better soon, let’s just wish I get out in time to go to New Forest on Saturday (in hindsight we might need to move out spontaneous weekend away to the following weekend now).
So I’m in because I had a temperature of 38 degrees and because my immunity (neutrophils… white blood cell stuff) is so low at the moment they need to give me antibiotics and monitor me for 48 hours. Platelets and haemoglobin are low too… so… yeah! Cool.
I’m meant to be having an MRI today, so I’m not sure what will happen with that.
They gave me a cannula in the back of my hand. Ow. The doctor did it, it took a while. There was lots of crying out in pain. Yeah ok I was wailing, it wasn’t pretty. Now I’ve got constant stinging in my hand, and it hurts every time I move. Thanks guys. They gave me oral morphine and paracetamol for it last night but… didn’t help. IT HURTS. Oh well only a couple more days.
I haven’t really eaten in a week thanks to indigestion and now mouth ulcers… But I’m not hungry so I’m not too bothered.
Not much else to report right now and my brain is a bit slow and tired this week so no witty anecdotes to add, just an update.
Also… It’s bloody freezing in hospital. I’m glad I’ve got my coat for a blanket. Looking forward to my soup and tuna pasta for lunch, and my soup and cottage pie for dinner. Well, what I can eat of them. I’ve got my Kindle and my laptop and Netflix to keep me entertained so I’m all good.
I’ll just leave you with one final picture. As I’m such a high risk of infection, I’m in isolation so everyone has to mask up when they come in here. So here’s Charlie looking like he’s donned his Halloween costume slightly late.