What's that saying about "counting your chickens"

Well you all must be gagging for an update and if you hadn't guessed yet, by how late it is that I am blogging today, things have taken yet another turn.

This morning as I was taking the kids to school after the usual morning rituals, I got a call from Chris. She had been in pain in the early hours of this morning and they needed to send her back up to Palmy North hospital to check out what is happening.

So I get up to SouthernX, get the rundown and Chris is then taken up to Palmy Hospital about 9 am for a CT scan [just likes those ambulance rides I think]. This was done straight away and it showed that Chris had Pulmonary Embolism [a blood clot] on her right lung. This needs to be treated up at the hospital with blood thinning medication. That was OK but anywhere except ward 27 [even the ambulance officers had heard about ward 27].

So the options for the medication for the clot are the old tried Warfarin [commonly know as Rat Poison] or a new drug that is in a world wide trail at present. The Warfarin has a number of injections and pills over 4-6 days to get the dose right and then pills for 6 months, whereas the new medication is just pills for 6 months. So Chris ended up on the new stuff, which she is really pleased about as she hates needles and has had so many put into her in the last week that she's feeling like a pin cushion.

She was transferred up to ward 26 at about 3.30 pm and I went home to check on the kids, dog etc at 4, then back up with Brylee at 6 after I had feed the tribe. When I got back she was sitting up eating her diner and feeling not to bad, all things considered. She has found ward 26 a huge improvement on ward 27 and feels a lot safer in ward 26. Her surgeon called in this arvo as well and said the 2 things that can go wrong after surgery like hers which can potentially kill you are bleeding and clotting and she dodged both bullets. Shit it's bloody scary, lets hope we are over it now and there are no more twists to this tale.

Well I'm feeling a bit drained and rather shagged, so it's now 7.30 and I think I'll put the kids to bed, sort out the dishes, give a quick tidy up round the house, give the dog a run around and try to head to bed early tonight.

Not sure yet but Chris may be home late tomorrow, but I will up date some time tomorrow and let you know what's happening. I'll try not to keep you waiting to long tomorrow. Thanks for all your kind wishes. Nite Nite from Stew [Mr C].