Unfortunately, having finished the last post optimistically stating that I was feeling better and seemed to have things taken care of, I then proceeded to feel pretty nauseous again, and over the past few days have thrown up a couple of times and had some diarrhoea… I am now off most of the antibiotics, however, as my temperature has settled a bit (though this evening was above 37 again), and at the moment my tummy also seems more settled. However, I’m well aware this could be a false alarm again, so I’m not getting too excited!
As a result of feeling pretty rubbish, I haven’t had much chance to do anything, save watch Spooks, Lost and O! Brother Where Art Thou. Today I finally managed to attack the OMV database, which has of course fallen back under my control, and unfortunately it looks as though there might be quite a lot of tedious work to be done there… Lucky I’ve not got anything else going on, I guess.
Today the gorgeous Row, Jo and Aoifeu visited, which naturally cheered me up a lot. There was a moment of panic, however, when they arrived at 5.30pm to discover that the ward now has protected mealtimes, meaning no visitors between 12.30pm and 1pm, and 5.30pm and 6pm. I hadn’t been told this, but even though I had sensibly declined hospital supper, I wasn’t allowed to have them in my room until 6pm. So, easy solution: I went out instead! We only went as far as the Atkinson Morley Wing (the plush part of the hospital), but it was good to be out of my room. But let this be a warning! Do not visit during protected mealtime! At least not when I’m neutropaenic, which I probably will be in the next few days.
One last rant, though: the food has got no better… How can they feed it to us?! My tummy is a bit tender anyway, and even the smell makes it gurgle. Hmph.