I certainly don't want another day/night like yesterday for a bit!
Mel's blood results were bad yesterday and she was sent into hospital to get put on a drip to boost her potassium. As I had mislaid my car keys I was unable to help her get there and had to wait for Graham to get home. We went to see Mel in hospital when he got home. She was in the throes of being moved from A & E to AMU (Acute Medical Unit) when we got there. She was very tearful and felt awful. I said that she was in the best place and that they would put her on a drip and she would soon feel better. According to the blood results her postassium (which regulated the heart) was very low at 1.9 - it should be 3 point something; and all the rest of the results were pretty well way off the mark too. So we left her there and went back to have tea, happy that she was getting the care she needed.
She phoned at 10 to say that they were discharging her as there had been a mix up with the blood results and her potassium was 2.5, which is within (just) normal parameters. So I got ready for bed, took a sleeping tablet (Nytol - nothing that strong!) and got into bed. I'd only been in bed about 15 minutes and we got a phone call to say that the doc from AMU had been on the phone. The earlier blood results did stand - she was dangerously low in potassium and get back to the hospital ASAP.
So I got in my trusty little Ka (by now I had found my keys - in my dressing gown pocket, the only place I hadn't looked!) and hared over to her flat. I found her crouched down by the front door, amid all the stuff waiting to go to the unit today, not making much sense at all. She managed to make it to the sofa in the lounge, but there was no way I could get her down the stairs and into my car. So that was when I phoned for an ambulance and they took her back in. From A & E she was taken straight back up to AMU.
When we arrived the doctor who had phoned her thanked her for coming back (God only knows what would have happened if she hadn't) but by that time Mel was just too shattered to say anything. When I left they were just about to put her on a drip which should help her to feel better. All the poor love kept saying was sorry. I said that it wasn't her fault - the results should have been checked properly. I wonder if they saw the low results and thought that nobody could be that low - therefore it must be a glitch in the results. Although how that could happen at a hospital where that sort of thing must be commonplace.
However, we are talking Stafford Hospital. Only yesterday we received the final results - 2 volumes - of the investigation into the hospital over the past few years. Graham's father had died in there during the time they were investigating, so we had been asked to comment; and therefore were entitled to a copy of the report. It makes pretty grim reading.
Anyrate, I phoned Mel's care co-ordinator this morning and she is putting things in place so that when Mel is discharged she will go straight to the unit. She and I will be going over to Mel's flat sometime today (when I've had a bit more sleep!) to transport everything to her room there. I shall be sooooooooooooo glad when she is there.
So, the past 24 hours have been nothing but eventful! I'm now off to have my breakfast and then go and have a snooze until she rings.