Peter’s Hospital Diary

Guess what? The weather is just the same as yesterday, although the wind has picked up a bit.

I am a bit concerned that these daily posts are getting repetitive, but then there isn’t a lot that changes in my little world at the moment. On a lighter side, I must be getting institutionalised – yesterday I couldn’t remember what day of the week it was when I came to type in the title!

I felt rough this morning, a bit of “That was one pint too many last nightâ€? (I wish) feeling, but a paracetamol has sorted that out, and I think I have pinpointed the cause of yesterdays problems – the calcium tabs. These seem to have the effect of ‘fizzing up’ an empty stomach with the inevitable result. So this morning I have left those until much later.

Again forgoing the cooked breakfast I ventured down to the day room for some cereal. There is a strange protocol walking down the ward; not to linger and look ahead, especially where beds may not have the curtains round them, but the occupant is asleep. (Bit like commuters on the tube avoiding eye contact!) On a serious note, it does make me remember that however ill I might be feeling, there are many far worse.

Two visitors yesterday, Mike, from work (technically still my boss) called in and we had a chat and a catch up for an hour or so, to be followed by Joyce, an old friend from post-university days. It has been a while since we last saw each other so time flew by. She kindly brought me a book (Thank you Joyce) “Does Anything Eat Waspsâ€? – a selection of Q&A taken from “New Scientistâ€? magazine. I’m not going to write a book review, but it is brilliant – almost unputdownable!

There was another ward round in the afternoon. My Cyclosporin levels are OK but I am still a little dehydrated, so I had a saline drip up until 2 this morning (which doesn’t help a good nights sleep). Current release date is still looking like Monday/Tuesday.

And although I rarely watch day time TV, there is a cookery programme on this morning, where the food looks appetising – even some steamed fish – so if I can watch that OK, I must be on the mend!