Yup, yesterday did not turn out as I wanted, as despite drinking lots in the morning, nothing was moving through me. . . The anti-biotics were clearly not working and I was worsening. I phoned the Surgery and explained the situation, went down at lunchtime and was told the Duty Dr would phone after 3. By 3.30 I was down there again and had a long wait to actually see the Dr. Still nothing working as it should be. I was finally examined and sent across to the District Nurse (one I know well as she was also the side-kick of the Parkinsons Nurse) to have a bladder scan. I was told in no uncertain terms if it was over 900ml, then I would have to drive to Hereford and present myself at A&E, something I truly did NOT want to as a) it's 45 miles away and I'd be driving in the dark at a time when I am normally taking myself off to bed; b) I'd have to sit in a packed waiting room all night waiting to be seen and getting more and more uncomfortable c) the car was only half-packed with Fair stuff and not tightly-packed as it needs to be to travel any distance and I didn't want to leave a car full of quite valuable things in the Hospital car park. Plus Tam and Rosie had come over straight away, bless them - how that baby loves me - ear to ear grin when she sees me!
Anyway, they couldn't find much fluid in my bladder (where the heck did it all go?) but I was sent home with different antibiotics and a stern "if you haven't p'd by 9 p.m., off to Hereford A&E". I got fish and chips and curry sauce for our tea, and guess what, Rosie LOVES curry sauce!! It's so mild it barely justifies the name of curry, but it's great on chips and she was delighted to have some:)
I spent the evening drinking water like it was going out of fashion and managed to avoid having to drive to Hereford, and during the night have been back to normal. Phew.
Anyway, yesterday I cancelled my stand at the Fair, to give Brita a chance to fill it. I had paid for my stand of course, so she wouldn't be out of pocket but she didn't have anyone else in the waiting list in case a table became available. Anyway, later on I got in touch and said rather than set up today, I would rest up and if definitely feeling better, I would go down early on Saturday morning to get everything arranged. Gabby is going to meet me there and help me through the day. We will still have our special meal in the evening, to celebrate what would have been Keith's 84th birthday.
I could certainly have done without being ill when a Fair is in the offing. I am very glad I started organizing the stock I'd be taking early. I have Tam here to help me carry the Berber door out as it is quite chunky and whilst I can just manage it on my own, better to have a two woman lift and save my back!
So, for once I have had time to read, and watch tv but would rather be well! Have a good weekend.
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