Saturday 9th July
Last night, or very early this morning to be more precise, we accompanied the ambulance carrying Nan to the hospital.
She had become quite dehydrated and hadn’t been eating her food. An ambulance was called just after six in the evening, but didn’t turn up until ten thirty at night ~ Nan wasn’t considered a priority case.
After the paperwork and processing was completed in Accident and Emergency, it was after midnight when Nan was settled into a side room, with a saline drip, and bloods being taken. We left her in safe hands, and arrived home a little before two in the morning.
She was scared, confused and tearful, but definitely in the right place to be looked after, hydrated and somewhere to build up her strength.
When I phoned the hospital this morning, I was told that Nan had spent ten hours in A & E, and had only just been moved to a ward. Ten hours. A miracle she wasn’t climbing the walls by then.
Anyway, when we visited this evening, she was in a room on her own, still a little tearful, but with a bit more colour in her cheeks. She did though have a little sickness, and was quite embarrassed.
More tests will be carried out on Monday, and a proper diagnosis will be made by that evening.
I think you would have been really worried about your Nan, and would expect nothing but the best for her. You loved her, and she loved you so very much.
Hopefully by Monday we will have better news.
Walking through the corridors of the hospital, I felt you with me every step of the way. I purposely bypassed the ward where you spent your last four months. Too many sad, bad, hurtful, sorrowful memories.
Remembering you today and always.
Love you forever.
Sweetheart Angel son.