Worry, work, worry and relax

I worked a late shift on Friday, I normally just do nights, so working during the day is always fun for me as I get to actually see the residents awake and in clothes, not just nightwear! I digress (already), so I was at work and my phone starts buzzing in my pocket, as I was sort of on my break I excused myself and answered, it was my Daddy, his first sentence after informing me it was him was "I have some bad news..." I went white apparently. Now my Daddy NEVER phones me, ever. So I knew it was about mum and with those words I leapt to the conclusion that she had passed away. His next sentence was " Mum is in hospital" Cue masses of relief that she wasn't actually dead. He told me what he knew, which wasn't an awful lot, so I told him I'd go straight to his house after work at half seven. My senior let me go a bit early as I cracked on and got everything done asap. So, got to his house at half seven, phoned the hospital to find out what was going on.

Mum was taken in because she was having dizzy spells whenever she stood up, the mass worry comes from the fact she has had a heart attack and a stroke and has type two diabetes.Ambulance called and carted off to hospital, which is the one thing mum didn't want.

The doctor was utterly brill! She explained everything to me and I relayed it all to dad . I then packed an overnight bag for Mum and walked down to A&E where she still was. Her face lit up when she saw me. It was one of the moments in time that I will keep forever in my heart.

Mum got moved over to the medical ward and had to answer the 50 million questions they have to ask. This led to mass hilarity as mum often gets words muddled up after her stroke last year. When asked what sort of glasses she wore she promptly answered with "I have bisexual ones" the nurse and I packed up laughing and mum looked a bit, lost then proudly said " I meant bifocals and you two are terrible" then she started giggling too. More questions and more answers, then onto the BP, temp etc.

By this time it was about 11pm, a few more questions and waiting for the doctor, he popped in let mum have some pain relief and told me I could leave now as I looked shattered (I was). I got home at midnight and had a cup of tea then straight to bed, to attempt some sleep before being picked up at 6 for work (morning shift!).I think I finally dropped off at 2, alarm went off at 5 , I did my very best zombie impression and got up and made coffee, lots of coffee. Did my shift, and at ten past 2 I was again at dads so we could go visit mum. Dad isn't allowed to drive anymore, I can't drive. So I nagged at him to get a cab! I got my own way (spoilt brat that I am) and as the cab driver knows me we got a discount anyway (win!)  and also a £1 voucher for the return journey home (bonus).
We arrived and went to see mummy who was trying to phone us to tell us not to bother as she was moving wards, so we all moved wards with her.

The docs had done all the tests they could and had discovered that Mum is massively anaemic, hence the racing heart beat  and dizzy spells. The fix is a massive iron transfusion. So that was all in place for after visiting overs were over at 4pm. Mum was upset that she'd be in hospital overnight again, but I explained that even if she had the transfusion and felt a billion times better, I'd not know what to do if she had a reaction overnight, yes I'd stay overnight with my parents to make sure everything was okay. Mum finally realised what I meant and decided that hospital was the best place.

Dad and I went back to his house, I tidied up a bit and put the washing out and then legged it home to tidy up before my inlaws arrived that evening, Got home and my beloved hubby and son had done all the housework! I love them both to bits. It got to 7pm and I was falling asleep, so I went to bed and missed the visit from my inlaws. They understood the reason why so were cool with it, which I think was good of them.

I'm about to call the hospital to see how Mum is today, hopefully she'll be able to come home this afternoon as my sister can pick Dad up and then collect Mum, and I can pop round this evening to make sure everything is oki doki . If not I shall have a wander down to the hospital and eat all her grapes and read her magazines, I'm lovely like that  ;-)


I happily made myself my mums next of kin as well as my brother, so the hospital are guaranteed to be able to get hold of one us. I felt very grown up whilst doing that, odd sensation really.

If you managed to read all of that , I applaud you!