Had a word with the ward sister this evening and she assured me that the nurse would not be caring for my mum again, the nurse who was on tonight was lovely, so i felt much better leaving her.
As for the day, it was awful
Mum got sick and it upset my nephew who had flown back from Spain to see her, her blood was'nt clotting so they put her on a drip of a clotting agent to try to stop the internal bleeding and by this evening she was rosy cheeked and twinkly eyed again.
She's not allowed any fluids until she's stable and the poor old bean had a mouth like Ghandi's flip flop.
They normally only keep you in this ward for 24 hours before either sending you home or on to another ward but they have decided to leave her where she is, i'm pleased really, because there are always 3 doctors on the ward at one time so at least she's getting the best possible care.
Had a good talk with the sister, it's strange how we both skirted around the C word, she asked me if i realised that there was something serious with mum, i said yes and then quickly got off the subject (cowardy custard)
I've had to comfort sisters and nieces and tell them to be strong when i'm ruddywell screaming inside.
I dont get upset, always the level headed one, dependable Kate that's me, my shoulders are wet with their tears and i come home with their grief and weep alone.
Hopefully i'll go tomorow morning and mum'll be sat by her bed, dressed, bags packed ready to go home and tell me it was all just a tummy bug, i'll hug her, chastise her for worrying everybody, throw her in the car and take her to McDonalds for a happy meal that she loves so much.
