I am basically hanging around like these little guys, waiting for my platelets and blood count to be more than zero. It’s taking a while. I’ve been researching for what could help this result and of course the main thing is good nutritious food and especially fruit.Fat chance of getting that here. I took this pic of what was supposed to be my lunch, as I knew people wouldn’t believe me without seeing it. I have shown it to some doctors, nurses and one of the younger dietitians…..their reactions were similar and of varying levels of shock.
When I tapped the crumbed crust it echoed…so dried up …obviously left on a warming tray of some kind for quite some time. If it was for sale in a takeaway shop, nobody would buy it. Last night’s offering was similar but at least there was pumpkin and peas with the mashed spud, so I ate half of that.
Yesterday afternoon I had a platelets transfusion so here’s hoping it boosts the count a bit.Nothing else to report though.
Tim has had to move our stuff from the unit we’ve had since May, to another in the Leukaemia Foundation Compound in Coopers Plains south of the river. Tim came to tell me that the usual woman who books the accommodation wasn’t there and the job-share lady checked it all out thoroughly and found that my in-patient dates had not been included. As an out-patient, Maryborough Hospital pays for the unit. The days I am in hospital the bill is covered by the Leukaemia Fund. This new woman discovered a shortfall in payments of almost two grand and told Tim we’d have to pay that as she was sure the Leukaemia Fund wouldn’t. I became rather upset about it all because it meant more time away from his business….and the move to the compound sounded daunting. It’s only because I’m not well and get emotional about things that normally wouldn’t faze me.
I spoke to my nurse after Tim left looking rather frazzled. The nurse offered to ring this accommodation person and find out what was happening. Next thing the job share lady visited me and apologised profusely. She advised she contacted the Fund and the guy in finance said it would be paid and we were not to worry about it. Such a relief! I think there may be words said to the other woman who didn’t do her job properly.
Tim says the townhouse has 3 bedrooms and is rather nice with our own little back yard. Sounds pleasant enough. Just a bit further to drive to and from the hospital.The Fund staff he met there are very helpful and they were appalled to think we were told the bill would not be paid. So many mistakes and incorrect information given to us which caused unnecessary angst. At least it’s all sorted out now. Thank goodness for my nurse who followed it up.
This morning my nurses came in to tell me I was to move to Ward 5C asap. I was a bit sad to be leaving 6A South, as my nurses have been so nice. Things were packed in no time and we headed to Level 5. Nurses were calling out hello as we made our way to my new room, some waving from the far end of the corridors.It was rather welcoming.
My counts haven’t come up at all yet so it’s still a waiting game. I still have the same ulcer on my bottom gum which isn’t too sore most of the time. I do mouth washes almost every hour as I don’t want it getting any worse.
It was the Melbourne Cup yesterday…the race that stops the nation…so they say. I never bet on the cup as there are too many top horses in it to pick from. A guy from Perth fiddled around with his racing app on his mobile and picked the first four horses. Pure luck! He won a quarter of a million dollars, so well done to him.
Till next time, stay happy and be kind to others. Much love and big hugs. xxxxx