Well, after biker left I had the invasion of the doctors, all 3 consultants plus their various teams.
They have sent off tons of stuff to micro biology so that they can reduce the anti-biotics to what will be most effective instead of the blanket "throw everything at it in the hope that something might work" approach.
Wound is to be tidied up in theatre on Friday, but should be a quick in and out jobbie, but much depends on who the anaethetist is - the one last Friday was a complete bas**rd, really brutal and really hurt me.
They have reduced the heparin to more reasonable levels.
Occupational therapy are to be instructed to find me a bed that goes lower so that it is easier for me to get in ad out of bed, and a commode that is easy for me to use. The trade off is that I have to move as little as possible.
Night staff have been brilliant, even found me a clean hospital slide sheet after mine got dirty.
Junior docs have been given strict instructions on supplying bacon butties, proper soup (not the revolting packet stuff) and decent fresh bread, also plenteous supplies of lemonade, chocolate buttons and ice.
Main consultant is a sweetie really, just very busy.
I really feel for the nursing staff, staffing levels are really low and they are really struggling.
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Some days I pray for silence
Some days I pray for soul
Some days I just pray to the god of sex and drums and rock 'n' roll
