Wearing a Mask

hospital

Battling illness

For such a long time I have been depressed, continually tired and achy, new aches and pains haven’t bothered me. That was until we went away to visit family. I was fine until the Friday (early morning) and woke up with acid reflux which I don’t suffer with very often. After a short time it turned into a sharp pain round my right ribs and a dull ache in my stomach on the right side.

During the day I felt dizzy and vomitted a few times so stopped eating and drinking. We had a chat with a pharmacist who suggested we rang 111. Rick tried on and off for several hours and eventually we ended up at Basildon Hospital at 1am Saturday. After 5 hours, blood taken and still not knowing what was wrong I gave in to Rick about leaving.

Over the weekend the pain didn’t get any better and we decided to come home after lunch round at my sister and brother in law’s. On Monday we finally got through to 111 as we picked up Bandit from the kennels. I was told an ambulance would be sent out so Rick suggested taking me to Darlington Memorial Hospital as we were out.

To be continued ….

Struggling

My mood has been worse over the past few weeks and I’m so tired all of the time. Sleep is a problem as well and I’m stuck for ideas to help me sleep.

One happy bit of news is we have a new great nephew called Alex who arrived two weeks early weighing 8lbs 3oz so a very good weight. I am looking forward to when we can visit family.

The not so good news is one of my cousins is seriously ill in hospital with 1% chance of survival. I haven’t since much of him and his brothers or my other two cousins since my 20’s apart from funerals and special occasions. Yet it been great to see them. It makes me think more about my mortality as the cousin in hospital is the same age as me.