Hospital Day +7

The gap in entries is a little related to moving wards, a little to feeling a bit crap, and a little to having a mild fever.

All things are going as the should be. Today’s counts are:
• Haemoglobin: 81
• White blood cells: 0.1
• Platelets: 25
• Neutrophils: Nil detectable
The trending is still down, but at a slower rate, which might mean I have some cell recovery starting. I can’t go home until I have a decent number of neutrophils.

I started to run a fever on day +5. Most people do develop minor infections during this procedure, so I don’t feel too bad about it. I’ve been on intravenous antibiotics since then. I’m still spiking occasionally, so it is possibly viral rather than bacterial. The fever responds nicely to paracetamol (acetaminophen). I haven’t felt too sick with it.

I’ve now been in 6 different beds, and 5 different rooms since my admission. The first move was because my VRE status changed from ‘pending’ to ‘negative’. The second was to ward 7, to allow ward 2 to be cleaned. The third was back to ward 2. The fourth was from a ‘negative’ room to another ‘negative’ room, to allow the first room to be reclassified as a ‘pending’ room (so we ‘negative’ status people had to be moved). The most recent move was from one bed to another – so that I could have a view of the park. Views are important in hospital!

The man in the other bed in the room is a miserable guy. I’ve known this, but it came into sharp relief today. He’s been in hospital since the start of September (so about 20 days). He has had treatment for acute myeloid leukaemia – the induction chemotherapy for which is pretty gruelling. His blood counts have been slow to recover, though, and he was under the impression till today that he would be in hospital for another week or so. Today, however, he heard from his doctors that he’d be able to go home tomorrow. He was not pleased. It seems he’d rather be in hospital where the meals come frequently, the nurses tend to his every need at a moment’s notice (he’s one of those patients who presses the nurse call bell when he sneezes), and life does not present too many obstacles. Those obstacles there are – and there seem to be a few – he relies on his wife to solve. And woebetide her if she does not, or doesn’t do it the way he wants. She is very henpecked. When she visits, which she does each day usually, she sits by the bed and holds his hand, not speaking unless he says something, for hours. Sometimes they watch movies, and it is noteable that she only laughs when he does. Most of the time she stares into space. They do argue, however, and his verbal comments to her are not pretty. It isn’t for me to judge them, however, and it may well be that this pattern of relating has only arisen since he was hospitalised.

Not much else has happened. Mum, Mandy, Liam and Caitlin came to visit a couple of days ago. They all seemed well, except for Mum who seemed very flat – not surprising given the driving she is doing, the dog-sitting, and having me in hospital. Peter is doing very well at the new practice. The number of bookings has really increased, and he’s feeling better about it. The people he works with seem pleasant, and they’ve certainly gone out of their way to make him feel welcome. They did some advertising in the local paper, but I think they should also make sure they list him in the local phone directory.

A new man has just moved into the room. I hope he’s inclined to enjoy the quiet… I don’t like noisy room-mates!


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