My house is overpowered by the aroma of Clary Sage, an essential oil which may stimulate the uterus, the midwife came and performed the stretch and sweep, ‘unfavourable cervix’ and I dragged DIL out for a brisk walk following the examination. Tomorrow she is having reflexology, and on Tuesday there will be a repeat of today’s procedure. The raspberry leaf tea is flowing, the curry was eaten but Tinkerbelle is showing no signs of shifting.
Son is worried, more worried about his wound, it is weeping. Now, before anyone starts to think that he is exceptionally neurotic a little family history might be in order – what follows comes from my old blog and refers to my son-in-law’s abdominal surgery back in September 2006, it may help to explain his anxieties, especially since SIL’s initial surgery took place at the same hospital as son’s.
7th September – 21st September 2006
An hour later, he had now been there 3 hours, he was seen. Daughter had spent this time mopping up pus from SIL, and from the floor around him. The Docs removed half the staples from his wound, it opened up. It took them an hour to clean inside it, then pack it with special gauze. They have left it open, given him one dose of intravenous antibiotics, told him there were no beds available, sent him home with 3 different types of antibiotics and told him the nurse will visit daily to re-pack and re-dress it.
Quick update on SIL. Re-admitted yesterday as his condition had deteriorated ++, he was very poorly, only bed they could find was in a private room, with the infection he has rampaging at the moment that is the best place for him.
SIL has been back in hospital for 3 days now. His wound, which goes from one side of his abdomen to the other, is now wide open. This is the result of an infection, no finger pointing here, it could have been caused at any time and I am not saying that it is hospital acquired, but he is back in hospital so that the infection can be treated and the wound cared for. He is on intravenous antibiotics and the wound is being drained regularly, all over the sheets, which are then not changed until daughter goes in to visit. He is unable to get out of bed unassisted, has bandages on both hands, so only has a wash once a day, also when daughter goes in to visit. How inconvenient, that his bodily/hygiene needs are always carried out at visiting time. Well, it only happens then because it’s daughter who changes his sheets and helps him to wash. SIL is depressed, he thinks he may never recover, I’m worried that he might be right. So far there has been one drug error, an IV antibiotic given twice, they realised half way through and stopped it, and one near miss when they tried to administer a second dose of his blood thinning drug but daughter questioned whether that had not already been given
Jack’s Daddy is recovering slowly at home. The nurses are visiting everyday and packing the wound which does seem to be healing slowly and oozing less.
Son is seeing his G.P tomorrow. We can’t ‘hope for the best’ here, time is not on our side, a baby will definitely be coming very soon now.