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Oct. 3rd, 2022 04:25 pmOne hospital trip down, two to go.
Things went well this morning. Because it was so early it was easy to get a parking spot and we were at the pre-op assessment unit well in time. Thankfully, no bloods needed to be taken though it was close as James' questions scored him just high enough to test for diabetes. But, the nurse checked his records and saw that it's really difficult to get blood from him, plus, he'd had those tests twice already this year, the last at his previous pre-op assessment and the results had been fine for both, so she was willing to say he didn't need it.
They also had a good natter as it turns out she used to work at the orthopaedic hospital ward James went to when he was a baby and through his childhood, so she explained about a lot of his early years operations and why they would have been done which was interesting. She also explained the process for Friday and the only downside is it looks likely he's going to be on the afternoon surgery list, so I can see us getting home late that day.
But, and this was a surprise in a good way. She also gave me a carer pack and included was a card which I need to keep in my purse or somewhere I can access easily. It's given to carers who need to be around in the hospital to provide support, in James' case, physical. And as she said, it should cut down on all the explanations to various departments that the situation has been assessed and that I am there for a reason and shouldn't have to explain those reasons each time.
Before going in we were talking to the unit receptionist who was so frustrated at the latest mail strikes. She said many people have missed appointments due to not getting letters about them, and in fact, James still hasn't had his letter for the appointment today. So if he hadn't checked his phone he would have missed his too, and then no doubt his op due to not having the pre-op. It is worrying when you think about so many important letters going missing or being delayed badly. Then on the way home and on the nurse's advice, I called into the doctors to cancel our flu jabs which we were supposed to get tomorrow. Because as she said, why take the chance of having a reaction that would put things off.
While at Kayleigh's yesterday I remembered Bodhi is getting christened at the end of this month. This means I need to go buy a new dress as I doubt sundresses are appropriate for a Catholic service. I really do need to find that money well.
Last week we saw a recipe for sweetcorn soup that sounded delicious. Today, as we were home by midday, I decided to make it. Had all the ingredients, had them happily simmering away when I realised I had no idea where the stick blender was. But that was okay, it's more faff but I could use the big blender and I knew that was in the freezer-cupboard. Except, when I got the box I realised it was only the attachments inside and the actual blender had been on one of the countertops that isn't there now. I'm sure I've seen the blender base sometime in the last week in the jumble of stuff still waiting to be put away when all the shelves are in. But could I find it? No I could not. So I keep going at the soup with a potato masher and squashing the kernels which seems to be working to an extent. The result may be a bit chunkier than expected, but it should hopefully still taste nice.
But next time I may just open a tin.
Things went well this morning. Because it was so early it was easy to get a parking spot and we were at the pre-op assessment unit well in time. Thankfully, no bloods needed to be taken though it was close as James' questions scored him just high enough to test for diabetes. But, the nurse checked his records and saw that it's really difficult to get blood from him, plus, he'd had those tests twice already this year, the last at his previous pre-op assessment and the results had been fine for both, so she was willing to say he didn't need it.
They also had a good natter as it turns out she used to work at the orthopaedic hospital ward James went to when he was a baby and through his childhood, so she explained about a lot of his early years operations and why they would have been done which was interesting. She also explained the process for Friday and the only downside is it looks likely he's going to be on the afternoon surgery list, so I can see us getting home late that day.
But, and this was a surprise in a good way. She also gave me a carer pack and included was a card which I need to keep in my purse or somewhere I can access easily. It's given to carers who need to be around in the hospital to provide support, in James' case, physical. And as she said, it should cut down on all the explanations to various departments that the situation has been assessed and that I am there for a reason and shouldn't have to explain those reasons each time.
Before going in we were talking to the unit receptionist who was so frustrated at the latest mail strikes. She said many people have missed appointments due to not getting letters about them, and in fact, James still hasn't had his letter for the appointment today. So if he hadn't checked his phone he would have missed his too, and then no doubt his op due to not having the pre-op. It is worrying when you think about so many important letters going missing or being delayed badly. Then on the way home and on the nurse's advice, I called into the doctors to cancel our flu jabs which we were supposed to get tomorrow. Because as she said, why take the chance of having a reaction that would put things off.
While at Kayleigh's yesterday I remembered Bodhi is getting christened at the end of this month. This means I need to go buy a new dress as I doubt sundresses are appropriate for a Catholic service. I really do need to find that money well.
Last week we saw a recipe for sweetcorn soup that sounded delicious. Today, as we were home by midday, I decided to make it. Had all the ingredients, had them happily simmering away when I realised I had no idea where the stick blender was. But that was okay, it's more faff but I could use the big blender and I knew that was in the freezer-cupboard. Except, when I got the box I realised it was only the attachments inside and the actual blender had been on one of the countertops that isn't there now. I'm sure I've seen the blender base sometime in the last week in the jumble of stuff still waiting to be put away when all the shelves are in. But could I find it? No I could not. So I keep going at the soup with a potato masher and squashing the kernels which seems to be working to an extent. The result may be a bit chunkier than expected, but it should hopefully still taste nice.
But next time I may just open a tin.
