I spoke too soon as our better day yesterday finished with an ambulance in the early hours and Hubby being taken back to A&E.
After a coughing fit, he felt breathless and ‘unwell’ so rested up. He woke me up at 1 am, and having taken his temperature, BP and pulsox, I dialled 999.
The ambulance was with us within half an hour and the paramedics brilliant.
He was given a good assessment, and taken into hospital at 2.15.
They administered aspirin, soluble paracetamol and a nitro spray as he was having difficulty breathing and terrible pains in his chest.
I couldn’t go with him, and it would not have made any sense to follow in the car and sit in the car park in the early hours.
I rang Bro as it was afternoon over there, and just talking to him helped calm me down and keep the tears of panic away. He told me to try and get some sleep and he’d call at 8 am our time for an update.
Hubby text me at 5 am to say he was waiting for the X ray results. I rang him straight back. He sounded so much better, and he was ready to come home. They had given him liquid morphine for the journey and I could go and collect him. All tests, including Xrays and ECG are clear.
Would you believe bloody roadworks have sprung up since two days ago so I had a detour, but I was still there to collect him by 6.30, and we were home by 7.15.
Apparently the coughing had dislodged an air pocket which had moved into his lungs, putting pressure on his heart and causing his muscles to go into spasm. Everything regarding the operation is fine, and because they had filled him with CO2 to do the keyhole surgery, it was not unusual for it to take a while to disperse.
Of course, we didn’t know any of this because NOBODY HAD TOLD US, PREPARED US, GIVEN US ANY PAPERWORK on discharge on the 23rd.
I am glad to have him home, and went back to bed after Bro’s call at 8am. He too was relieved. I slept until 9.40, rolled over and didn’t wake up again until nearly midday. I am shattered, but Hubby is good and that is what really matters.