After a restless night, I had a text message at 6.30 this morning to tell me he would be coming home today and it was just a matter of the paperwork.
I got up, had breakfast and walked the dog, then got on the road at 8.30, hoping to avoid the school run (sort of) and traffic build up on the by-pass (definitely not, but at least most of the jam was in the other direction)
The satnav took me where I expected, though I don’t remember some of the junctions so I may well have nodded off in the car yesterday after all. Anyway, I arrived at 10.45 and then had the nightmare of trying to park. Hubby had switched his phone off so I couldn’t tell him I’d arrived, so I parked outside the reception area where I’d left him yesterday and stayed with the car in case I had to move. He rang me then so I could tell him where I was and what was happening……. or more accurately, what wasn’t.
There was a cock up with his meds and they’d had to order in the drugs to their pharmacy, so Hubby was all ready to go but had to wait for them. A parking space became available so I nabbed that and waited…………… it was 11.15.
At 12.15 there was a tapping on the glass and Hubby was putting his stuff in the boot.
‘Get me out of here,’ he said.
Apparently the meds would not be there until at least 3.30, despite them knowing he was being discharged today. They didn’t care that I’d been in the car four hours already, yet they expected me to wait another 3, then have a further 2 and a half hour drive home.
Second word was …… It and we left. Hubby has some pain medication including tramadol, so he would take that.
The doc at the hospital has arranged an INR for tomorrow, Friday and Monday, but there was no after surgery supply of Clexane. Neither was there any sign of a diet sheet, list of precautions, after care or guidelines, so once again we have to work things out on our own. No matter, he’s home !! and we can concentrate on his recovery. The staff were nice and looked after him, but the system and admin side suck.
We got in about 3.40, so it’s been another long day. He’s in a lot of pain though, and his belly looks like a patchwork quilt where they went in in various places to do the job. The internal stitches are permanent but the outer ones dissolvable so no need for him to go back and have them out. They have also sorted out the hiatus hernia the HHA at our surgery said he didn’t have. It would appear that it was the cause of the majority of his problems. Hopefully he should begin to feel better tomorrow, and has managed some vegetable soup (minus the vegetables) this afternoon. I shall be making a stew for us for the next few days as he can have the liquid. He’s found it more comfortable to lie on the bed than the settee so he’s having a snooze now.
It has been a horrible day weather wise, chucking it down with rain all the way to the hospital. Saying that though, I managed to stop for a potty break for Maggie on the way home and also walked her round the block before the next downpour. The good thing about rain is that it will wash away all the nasty bacteria that have upset her stomach. She seems more like her normal self now. She has not gone far from Hubby’s bedside.
We both have to self isolate for 14 days now, not 3 as he was originally told. Nothing is uniform or consistent, and we find that annoying as well as disconcerting. Luckily we are well stocked so I’m not worried.