Keith was a little improved today. Awake enough to say how rough he felt, and tell us about being pummelled by the two physios and spending the night with a tube up his nose draining off the fluid in his lungs. Not much of the rest and recuperation, but you can't fault the treatment. Everyone is so caring and doing their best for Keith (and the other patients of course).
Jon dropped Tam off here and we met Gabby there. I got Keith some treat and he enjoyed the enriched rice pudding I got. He's on less oxygen now so that is a positive. We saw the Dr twice, who said that today's bloods showed that the infection level had risen, so more anti-biotics needed to try and get it on the run. They are doing all they can. I just want him safely home again. I dread the possibility of a hospital-acquired infection taking him when he is so weak and cannot fight it off.
We paid for 3 days' tv for him so he can watch the last day of the Cheltenham meeting tomorrow (today's races spoilt by having physios arrive to pummel him again). £25 for 3 days! Someone is benefitting hugely from this. I will take his Tablet in tomorrow with the charger, so once the tv's run out, he has some entertainment.
I will visit daily although Monday and Tuesday I will have to go in for just an hour and leave "I" with Danny. If only it were nearer, but it's a 90 mile round trip. "I" is with her father this weekend. Emma and Danny have gone to the cinema tonight, so I am "home alone". It feels very strange. I am watching Lorna Doone and Carver Doone is about to disappear beneath the bog. It's one of my favourite films (well, a BBC drama) and I've seen it several times and never tire of it. I first read the book as a child and bought Tam a Ladybird version I think it was.
So, keep those positive thoughts coming and thank you for all your kind comments. I truly hope he has turned a corner tomorrow. Off to bed now as I need to heal too.
