10th of August - My Trip to Hospital!

 Well what a few days it's been! Yes thankfully Mum is feeling a bit better, especially since I found out she hasn't been using her Blue Salbutamol Inhaler. As last Thursday when Mum rang me & sounded breathless I suddenly thought she needed to use the Blue inhaler more but I couldn't remember seeing it on her table. So when I arrived to use the Nebulizer on Mum I asked where that Inhaler was. Humph went Mum and went off supposedly looking for it. She finally produced a brand new box out of the fridge, "Is this what you want?!" Me - " Yes but where's  your old one? " Mum - "Well I haven't been using it with taking Steroids and my  antibiotics." Me - trying not to shout " Why Mum?! " Mum - "Well you know I am taking that much medication, I didn't think I needed to? " Me "Well seeing as your prescription says take 4 times daily, I would say it's pretty important you do. " Tssk said Mum! I swear I never felt more like throttling her, after all we had been through this last week.  What a Nightmare!  It really took me all my patience to put away her shopping while Mum sat waiting to chat. Always an ominous sign as you just know there will be one task or another to do! However Mum couldn't remember what she wanted me to do until she said her bed needed changing. Duly done and sheets in the washer, I told Mum to put the washer on the next morning so I could hang it out when it was fine.

             We had plans that afternoon to take Olivia out on her blades on the prom. We had a great time watching her, as we pretended she was in a Gala. Anyone watching must have found it comical, as Gary, her Mum and I were clapping along while we saw a completely different side to Olivia as she really 'performed ', it was lovely! 

Friday morning I called on Mum who sounded a little better, I put the washing out and went down to garden at the park. Returning later to take the washing in but as I was on my bike I said I would collect it to iron but thankfully later when my sister Michelle called, she took it home.

Saturday I knew would be a tricky day as my niece was about to visit Mum with her 4 year old twin sons to tell Mum the family was moving to Cannock, near Birmingham, which I knew would upset Mum. Thankfully I wasn't there when Mum heard the news, in fact she seemed to take it quite well but I think she was stunned more than anything. As the next day when I called she was in floods of tears, fretting about not seeing the boys any more.  I told Mum to stop worrying about things she couldn't change and concentrate on getting better! "Humph" said Mum, "Well I think we should take a trip to B&Ma's on Vicarage Lane as I need some wallpaper for my lounge, I'm sick of looking at these plain walls!" Me - "Well I won't be shopping with you, there's no social distancing going on there and I am not going in to catch it!" Humph said Mum! "Well we will see" Me - "Well I am not going in!"

 .Monday Mum rang me before I left home to say "Don't call on me, I've not had a good night. Call after you have been volunteering down at the park." Me - " Okay Mum, make sure you use your inhaler and I will see you later. "  Spent a busy morning at the park, had a meeting with our council liaison park's officer, whilst everyone started to pack up and drift off home. As I ended up on my own I started to pack the tools away and went to pick up a water bottle in the nursery area. However as I turned and tried to avoid some willow poles on the floor, the poles started rolling and I fell. Putting my hand out to lighten my fall, my hand hit the floor with a solid bang! Ouch! That really took the wind from me and I almost crawled to get up again as I couldn't use my right hand! I rang Gary at work who arranged to come to my aid, then Scott our youngest son rang to say he would take me to hospital for an xray. Whilst waiting I rang Mum to explain I wouldn't be calling. "Oh so you won't  be collecting that plant for me then? " something I had said I would collect from a friend's for her.  As I groaned in pain, Mum then realised how bad the situation was "Oh dear, do you think you've broken your wrist then?" Me - "Well I am pretty sure I have! " Mum - "Well watch you don't catch the virus at that hospital there! " Me - "No Mum, I will ring you when I'm home."   There was little chance of catching much there, as having sent Scott home, the Triage Nurse then sent me to the Whitegate Drive Health Centre, as they were limiting the  number of hospital visitors! Grrr almost three hours later I was finally put in a temporary cast for a fractured radial bone at the wrist, ouch ouch ouch ouch!! Hmm my son laughed when he picked me up saying "This is my very own Daily Trial with Mother" - Cheeky Devil!