I have truly lost count of how many hospitals I have been to this week. However the good news is was not all me! 

In brief. Bedford Hospital has Min in it. She is remarkably cheerful, despite seeing sheep crossing the lawn outside. Albeit she is on the 4th floor! I also found Mira. Well I mean the tree and plaque we had placed in her memory at the childrens’ ward garden. Took me ages to work out where there was from the main ward block! 

Amanda has come to the rescue sharing the visits with us and providing the essential meals on wheels for us all and Daughter 1 family. She is truly our saviour.

Daughter 2 has whooping cough!

Milton Keynes Hospital was another. Wednesday 5.30 am phone rang. My mother. Could I go over. Long story short. Dad’s indwelling catheter had somehow detached itself from the night bag. Not only but also it was blocked and indeed was split. I tried to fix it but it really was broken blocked and we needed help. Ridiculous phone calls to district nurses community nurses and eventually we were told to call an ambulance. 3 amazing paramedics arrived. The trainee one was put in charge. That was all very well but she did not know about catheters. So there I was explaining balloons, and blocks and  valves and blah. Off we all went to A and E. Went through the whole story again with me trying to tell them a new day bag would not solve it…. and eventually he got a new catheter and back home. Loooonnnnggg day in A and E what a chaotic nightmarish place that was. It could have been resolved at home. But unlike Cornwall we do not have CatheterRoo vans who unblock renew and resolve catheter issues for the Cornish. They actually have a 90% ‘stay at home rate’ ie only 10% of visits result in a visit to A and E. Isn’t that kind of bloody obviously brilliant?

The good part of it was that I was in fact supposed to be going for my new ‘run -box- -round’ the river at 6 am. My resolve to get fit in 6 weeks is not going well! Week 3 I had crazy asthma thing. Week 4, this week, I was stuck behind a tractor trying to get to Dad!

What else? Daughter 1 recovery is slow and I went back to that horrible gyny ward on her behalf to pick up her physio plan. Somehow that could not have been given to her in person nor sent nor scanned. FFFFs. However,  au pairs R US have been having fun…we went to Bletchley Park, enigma machine and dot dot dot dash dash dash …loved it. Train museum. Wonderful. then we have done 4 Egg hunts, we went to Lego workshop and a lot of muddy walks using swimming pool to clean off before delivering them home! MacDonald’s has seen a remarkable spike in Happy Meals in this area. 

As for me. Consultant Infectious Diseases nice lady at the shabby clinic off Tottenham Court Road rang me. She has a new plan. Prophylactic high dose antibiotics. Of course we have tried that before. But she insisted. Only trouble is there is a delay to script issuing at our GP. In addition the last lot is sitting in a hospital pharmacy in London because they were shut the last time I went. Ah well. Who cares. She also has referred me to some other clinic which seems to be for adolescents ….mmmm…who cares. Nothing will happen anyway. I have run out of all antibiotics so will fight the good fight tomorrow .

I have also been to Luton and Dunstable Hospital for Consultant Surgeon Mr max fax Ali, to fix my broken jaw wire ( again). He has decided that i need a catapult next time. I mumbled through the dentistry….What is a catapult? He did not or would not hear. Ah well…I’ll let you know. 

Watch this space for news from Georgia. The Phage Therapy Clinic I have been talking to. I am nervous but thinking I have few options…