Thursday, October 27, 2011

Life Became Better Right Away.

Marcelino Vespeira

Richie and the dogs have left for fun in the park, which the dogs will enjoy; I bet they will devour their tripe dinner happily on their return.

Soon as they left, I started to feel uncomfortable, instead of it going away, it got worse and now I feel dreadful, which I am trying my best to ignore.

Trying to breathe slowly and relax, in the hope nothing happens until Richie is back, and can help me, a comforting thought.

Despite feeling awful, somehow I am managing to keep calm, hope I can concentrate on the radio, writing my post.

Very difficult to ignore, as it is making me nauseous, I am not looking at the clock, too preoccupied and totally focussed on one thing, my guts,

This is not the post I intended to write, not easy to be thoughtful when I am feeling so terrible, really not easy to be thoughtful when in such discomfort.

With abit of luck Richie will get back soon and help me to feel better, no sooner had I written that, when the door opened and my darling Richie and the dogs were home

It turned out there had been a tiny kink in the catheter tube, so no wonder I felt so bad, what a huge relief when the catheter bag started filling up, no wonder I felt so unwell.

Life became better right way


Have Myelin? said...

I can't imagine a more uncomfortable feeling - I'm glad he got home in time. These kinks make poor bedfellows.

Glad all is well in your world.

+Rei Bathory+ said...

Herrad, you are my hero, truly! As much torment and misery as I suffer on a daily basis, I cannot even begin to imagine what someone in your condition goes through... To be in that much suffering on a daily basis and only human comfort to help take some of it away, it is almost darkly poetic... I admire you, Herrad! Hang in there, dearest! <3 <3 <3 *

+Rei Bathory+

Amrita said...

Hope you are feeling better now. Richie is wonderful

Webster said...

Goodness, that's a new one on me. If my tube gets stopped up, for whatever reason, I just start peeing in my pants. No discomfort, but much aggravation at having to clean up. Glad Richie got home and got it all sorted out.

Does Richie ever get to go out and have fun on his own? I worry that he will burn out as your only caregiver. Have you ever talked about this?

Herrad said...

hi sherry,
he came bck at the right moment, what relief.

hi rei,
thanks fot your kind words drling they are much appreciated.

hi amrita,
much better after richie got home.

hi webster,
thats what normally used to happen.
not yesterday, very strange.
don't worry we talk about it.

thanks to you lovely friends for coming by.