Home Alone
I have just realised….
This is the longest period I have ever spent alone. Apart from the dog, of course but she doesn’t really count as she is asleep most of the time.
I have flown solo in the past of course when Herself spent previous stints in hospital but never this long. It’s two and a half weeks now and it looks like it will be for a few days more at least. I talked to the doctor yesterday and apparently Herself had gall stones which caused a partial obstruction which damaged her kidneys and liver and they haven’t quite yet recovered. If I hadn’t called the ambulance when I did then my solo living stint would likely have become permanent. They caught her in the nick of time.
Up until now there has always been someone around — wife, family, friends all my life.
I’m actually learning quite a bit about myself. I think the one aspect I find difficulty with is food. I’m not a food person. I quite enjoy cooking but only for someone else. I have all the ingredients here but I really just couldn’t be bothered with frying pans, saucepans and ingredients all over the place. Food as far as I am concerned is just fuel for the body provided it is palatable. Tonight I think I’ll order three curries which will last out the week.
I did discover to my surprise that I drink less tea for some reason. I visited the hospital one day and felt really weird when walking back to the car. It was not a nice feeling and I then realised I hadn’t drunk anything that day apart from half a mug of tea first thing. A couple of mugs when I got home and I was grand.
One thing I would do a lot more often is to drop down to the coffee shop but then I still have a dog to look after. She’s in a very bad way this morning with the legs not working at all. She was fine yesterday. I was told to expect this good day bad day routine but it’s hard to watch. I have had to help her to her feet a few times already but she seems quite happy still.
On another topic, I got a latter yesterday. I finally have an appointment with a nose specialist and have to report there on Friday in the same hospital as Herself. That will make one visit to her easy anyway. I am more than chuffed about that. This nose business is really driving me up the walls – the constant pain or its darker cousin, the stinging not to mention the dripping. The only relief is sleep but I don’t get much of that lately.
Fuck it. As I keep telling myself, life could be a hell of a lot worse.
Hang in there Grandad. You have the blogging world rooting for all three of you. Things have to get better from here. 🙂
“Cheer Up!” they said, “it could be worse”
So I cheered up. And, lo, it got worse!
But hopefully not in your case {insert crossed fingers emoji here}
All the best.
Sorry to read of your troubles. I hope there is light at the end of the valley.
With Cas here, Grandad…
You’re still the right side of the grass!
I don’t suppose we could all come round for a party tomorrow while the coast is clear? Every cloud, as they say.
Everyone is more than welcome. Entry fee is a large bottle of Jameson’s
You don’t want to know this Grandad, but I’m in a similar place.
Senora O’Blene is not good at the moment. I’ve changed the bed, dried the mattress with a fan and dehumidifier, spoken a few words with her, but she’s now sleeping, hopefully with insulin doing the business. She’s eaten nothing all day except a few sweets and a Ryvita with Marmite and a few grapes.
Shit happens at our age. I can cope, and You bloody well will I’m sure, so keep on talking to us when you want to.
You have my deepest sympathy [and understanding]. Old age can be a bugger but there is nothing we can do about it except march forward [attempting to put on a brave face] and do the best we can. As I mentioned the other day, this is the first time I have ever been this long alone. It is a somewhat surreal experience. Not one I would enjoy particularly, on a permanent basis.
Thank you Grandad.
Today has been much better, and we have been able to chat normally – the periods of non-comprehension sometimes get in the way, but that’s when the Libre 2 isn’t showing me the truth!
But as we both said back in 1972, ‘in sickness and in health’, so that’s it all in a nutshell!