Good morning from a cloudy, bright E Kent.
Sorry about yesterday, it was almost the last straw.
After discharge from hospital on Thursday, DH seemed to be doing so well. Ha! He was progressively more tired and quiet through the day, didn’t eat and was sick through the evening and night.
I called various agencies, most of whom were very kind but didn’t/couldn’t/wouldn’t help. I gave DH the antiemetic the hospice had said I shouldn’t, it seemed to help as did an injection by the district nurse.
The hospice called in response to an email, and suggested admission. I told DH that it was his choice - either he stopped being sick and drank more, or he was admitted! He did both.
By the evening, he had watched a full rugby game, eaten both lunch and dinner and kept them down, early bed but, goodness, what a difference from the previous day!
I would like to thank you all very much for all your kindness, support and messages. They really gave me strength to carryon fighting when, quite frankly, I had reached the end of my tether.
I hope all with difficulties have an easy day, the rest enjoy the ☀️ Carpe diem, dear friends. ??????