A couple of months ago I asked the Neurologist looking after Paul in hospital if his seizure could possibly be the electrical wires in his brain preparing for a major breakthrough. I was prepared for her to laugh at me to which I would have responded by lightly jabbing her in the nose… through theContinue reading “The Breakthrough”
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BLUE MOON PART 2
So where did I leave off from last time? Ah yes! I was in a mental cesspool of sadness. My cup runneth over, my storm not yet passed, I had been driven to my knees by the stresses of life. To recap, Paul had been to hospital getting his antibiotic fix via a central lineContinue reading “BLUE MOON PART 2”
Somebody Get Me A Doctor Part 2
I sat in the car and waited. They weren’t letting me in to be with Paul. He was in isolation the moment he was brought into Emergency. So I sat and sang along to the radio at 8 o’clock in the night, trying to calm my nerves and hit those high notes without scaring pedestriansContinue reading “Somebody Get Me A Doctor Part 2”
Somebody Get Me A Doctor Part 1
Have you ever laid in a hospital bed and listened to the chatter of the nurses? Its particularly interesting, especially if your room is right by the nurses station. As I sat by Paul’s bed, in a short space of time, I learnt that Amanda needs to swap shifts with someone because tomorrow afternoon, sheContinue reading “Somebody Get Me A Doctor Part 1”
Bad Medicine Part 2
This was not my first rodeo. I always had to pack half the house for Paul to stay in hospital. Hospitals always seem to be under resourced and ill- equipped to look after someone as complex as Paul. With bags full of Paul’s stuff, I took the lift up to his ward. Before entering theContinue reading “Bad Medicine Part 2”
Bad Medicine Part 1
Like any normal person, I much prefer the planned hospital stay over the call an ambulance type of hospital stay. Planned stays are organised, usually well in advance with prior approvals sought and everyone knows their place. Everyone knows what is going to happen and paperwork is complete prior to admission. So when Paul’s breathingContinue reading “Bad Medicine Part 1”
Shake a Leg
I always thought Paul should have been a Police Officer. Those that know the old Paul well should be laughing hysterically at that admission. But my husband was a backseat driver and wouldn’t hesitate to let me know if I was going even a single kilometre over the speed limit. It got worse as heContinue reading “Shake a Leg”
Feeding the Frustration
Barbecues were our thing on the weekend. Just about every Saturday or Sunday Paul and I were entertaining family or friends, sometimes both together. A case of beer, steaks sizzling on the barbecue in the backyard and I’m inside preparing an array of side dishes and salad. Lot’s of people have their signature dishes andContinue reading “Feeding the Frustration”
Raising Resilience- Part 2
You know what I really miss? I miss sleeping in on a Saturday morning. Paul would be in the kitchen cooking pancakes for the girls and making his sixth cup of espresso. By the time I rolled out of bed, well and truly after 9am, I had a cup of coffee and a plate ofContinue reading “Raising Resilience- Part 2”
The Care Factor 