What a relief.

Roberto Matta 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roberto_Matta 

Neither Richie now I were looking forward to the catheter change, especially Richie was not looking forward to having to do it once again.

I did not realise that he was having such dilemma about it otherwise I would not have asked him so very late on Saturday whether it could be done on Sunday.

Later on I realised that gone one o'clock Sunday morning was not such a good moment for that question.

I did not ask him again until Monday afternoon when I enquired whether I should ask is that our general practitioner or the district nurse to do the catheter change.

Richie said that when I asked him too late on Saturday night it had not been a good moment to him as he was panicking about doing the next one.

We agreed that Wednesday would be a good day to change the catheter, and today that is just want Richie did.

Last night a sleeping tablet allowed me to sleep without any worry about the change of catheter, this worked very well and I had a good nights sleep.

Half an hour before Richie before Richie inserted the new catheter I took a valium tablet which relaxed me for the procedure.

The whole catheter change went quickly and well, before I knew it was done; afterwards Richie and I were both extremely relieved.

Life Became Better Right Away.

Marcelino Vespeira

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/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