Well after my last post a few weeks ago I have been quite ill, not just with the pain from the shingle but also with a bad case of sickness. Were not too sure why I’ve been bad, the doctors and I think I may have caught a bug on one of the weeks when my Neutrophils were 0.6 I have lost a bit of weight and was at the point where I couldn’t take any of my tablets, because as soon as I drank the water to take tablet I would be sick. I got very dehydrated and was totally exhausted.
I had to get James to ring the hospital up for advice and they told me to go in, which I knew they would. So thanks to my good friends next door Chris and Jodie for taking me into hospital at short notice in the evening.
I’m still not 100% as I don’t have my appetite back and I still have a bad stomach when I eat anything, but at least I’m not being sick.
I can’t remember the last time I felt OK – The pain from the shingles is still very bad and I’m having to take pain killers every four hours to help me get through the day.
One annoying thing on the day of leaving the hospital is the process the go through once you are told by the doctor you are going home. Now this time I was told I could go home at about 12pm, which happened to be around the time I was due some more pain killers. Before you go home all of the tablets that I brought in with me are taken out of the locked cabinet from the wall (which I don’t have access to unless I ask) and sent down to the pharmacist which are then checked that I have enough to home with and provided with any other medication I’ve been prescribed with before they are sent back to the ward and given back to me so that I can go home. Now I don’t mind having processes in place, but I do mind when they don’t consider the patients needs! I didn’t get the medication back until gone 2pm and by this time I was in agony with my side, not just from the pain of the bad stomach that I was in but with the shingles pain which stops me from even sitting comfortably in a chair (hence the reason why I haven’t blogged or used the computer for a few weeks). As soon as I got them back I took the pills like a drug addict needing his next fix (I stopped taking some of the pills a while ago and now mix the combination so I don’t get addicted).
It always feel great to come out of hospital, I hate being in hospital, not just for the fact that I can never sleep but I know that one day I will probably be going in and not coming out, at least not coming out and being able to use my NDY pledge!
Thanks to everyone again for their concern and for the email and text messages etc that I got. I promise I will try to write write more often and force myself to GET OFF MY LAZY ASS - as Becky said in her text message to me