Today is Wednesday 7th October

Today is telephone day. The hospital where Hubby had his surgery is supposed to call him to discuss it as part of their ‘after care’ procedure. Ha bloody ha.
We are taking silly bets as to when or IF they will ring as true to expected form, they are late.
Hubby has an A4 page of questions, the most imperative of which is why they have not sent notes of his operation to the doctor’s surgery. It was noted on Monday when Hubby saw the HHA that there were still no notes, so the doc made a note that there were no notes received, yet didn’t seem inclined to chase it. I have three additional words to DANGEROUS that describe that man: grubby, lazy and inept.

We fully expect not to be contacted today, and already have a contact in the PALS office who will be receiving an email from us accordingly.

The day has started bright and sunny, so the washing is out, including Maggie’s bedding. I walked her this morning, nice and slow at her own pace, and she performed the perfect poo with no straining.
We measured out half a portion of the new adult dog food and have mixed that in with some of her original dried meat, added the prebiotic powder and some chicken to get her interested. The head went down and there were satisfactory noshing sounds. A full portion is twice as much as she normally has, so we will be playing it by ear as she has always eaten when hungry, rather than at specific times.

Lunch for us today is sausage. Hubby will have his with tatty cake which we know he can tolerate and I’ll take the skin off after I’ve cooked it. For myself I shall have some tiny new potatoes, green beans and carrots.

As I sign off this post, the hospital is over half an hour late. Doesn’t look good does it?
Keep safe everyone.


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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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13 Responses to Today is Wednesday 7th October

  1. I am surprised he can eat sausage! I think of those as spicy. Will you put it in the blender or is he on more solid foods already.

    • It was a test, and was only a small one with the skin taken off. We bought several some time ago and put them in the freezer. We had the spiciest ones before his surgery. This is day 15, and over the past few days he has had cottage pie, mashed potato, tatty cake, shortbread biscuits, rusks, porridge, soups, my veg stew (whizzed), jelly, ice cream, a small slice of sponge cake, yogurt, trifle and custard. We are being careful not to be big portions and having at least two hours between ‘meals’. The Ensure and Complan are also on his menu. The dietary guide we downloaded split things up into periods and we are on the second part of 1 to 2 weeks. He is doing really well.

  2. Liz says:

    If I was placing a bet with how things gone so far, I would say you are not going to get a call.
    So if you do get one, I’ll be surprised.

    Enjoy your meals both of you and I hope Maggie gets on with hers fine.

    I have put my formal complaint in at the care home where mum currently is. I have 3 things to address as formal complaint. One being that word, ‘communication.’
    See what happens now I have put it as formal complaint.
    At the end of my formal complaints, I have addressed some concerns, that are not part of my formal complaint.

    • Good for you Liz. Communication is paramount.
      Hubby got his call an hour late, but it was the Head Guy himself and he did apologise. He was also furious at the way Hubby has been dealt with, especially the no notes to the surgery and no response whatsoever to Hubby’s emergency call on the 25th.

      • Liz says:

        I hope he complains on your behalf and I am glad he phoned in the end. I hope your hubby’s questions got answered.

      • We’ll see, but we’re not holding our breath.

      • Liz says:

        You probably not hear anything about it, even if he does.
        When a cock up was made once with me which involved cancelling an operation on the day I was literally there, my surgeon said he would complain about it. And I wouldn’t been surprised if he did. My latex allergy wasn’t flagged on the system, even though I raised it at pre-op. I was set to go in second, until surgeon spotted it. I had to go in first.
        My op wasn’t long being rearranged.

  3. I find taking a probiotic daily has helped my digestive system.

  4. Remember to breath slowly. Your blood pressure doesn’t need to spike just because you have a (sorry for the presumption) dumb ass for a ‘doctor’. Now I don’t exactly understand how the NHS works, but are you allowed to choose another doctor IF one proves inept (grubby? OM GEE! An unkempt doctor? Smacks of lack of caring overall doesn’t it?)? I’ve read a fair bit about getting care in the U.K. from what my on-line friend, Glyn (Cornwall) has undergone with his chronic illness and sometimes it’s very worrisome with the amount of waiting he has to do for urgent things. I hope you hear that phone ring soon! I’ll be keeping you in my thoughts today!

    • Our surgery is multi cultural and usually we have a choice of GP as they work on a rota, but unfortunately everyone else was working from home on Monday so we got lumbered with the HHA.
      Hubby’s call was an hour late, but was the head honcho himself who did the op and he did apologise. Hubby went through his list and the guy was furious on no discharge papers, no notes to the surgery, no back up after Hubby’s emergency call, and worse, nothing had been passed on to his team about it. Good news is everything is going as expected apparently, and he will call again in 6 to 8 weeks. Diary has been marked accordingly.

  5. I’ll be curious to see if they call. David just left about an hour ago to have some dental work done. He has to have a few extractions. He was up all night with mouth pain, so I was up all night trying to find ways for him to be comfortable. In the end, ice was the trick. We’ll see how he is when he gets home later.

    • They did, albeit an hour late, though it was the head Man himself who did the op and he did apologise for being late. He was furious about the lack of paperwork and aftercare, especially as Hubby’s emergency call on the 25th hadn’t been passed on.
      Hope David has a numb mouth after the dental work and can catch up on some sleep. You too Christine.

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