|A perfect Saturday|
FL had a funny turn in the early hours of Thursday morning, which sent him bouncing around the bathroom with a great deal of crashing and moaning, and woke me at the other side of the house. I found him sitting on the toilet, struggling to breathe and unable to tell me what had happened. I got him his inhaler, which helped. But it took an hour to get him into the sitting room, where he promptly fell asleep propped up on the table.
I spent the next few hours just listening to him breathe.
It sounds crazy thinking about it now, but I didn't think it was an emergency. He had seemed so well in the previous few days, and was now so peacefully sleeping. I thought he must have slipped, and that the shock had brought on an asthma attack.
When he stirred, I said "If you don't wake up by noon, I'm calling the doctor!" He just shook his head and fell asleep again. We had that same non-conversation a few more times over the next few hours. At 2pm, he revived enough for me to help him through to the bedroom. As he got into bed, he said "Roo... I think I took two morphine tablets instead of one.... zzzzzzz!"
|Inside, looking out|
|Next year's firewood|
He was given strict instructions to drink plenty of water and try to eat.
The first attempt was unsuccessful. Hooray for my trusty washing bucket!
The doctor said if he didn't improve, he would have to be admitted to hospital the next day, just to be on the safe side.
But by Friday morning, he was sitting up, nibbling on the edges of a slice of dry toast and looking slightly sheepish as he checked his packets of pills.
Me? After a sleepless night, I was on the laptop trying to meet a work deadline on the other side of the kitchen table.
In denial, much?
The doctor saw him again, took some blood and prescribed more antibiotics.
There were of course some bad jokes. Yup, he's getting better.
|I have to eat this before I can have cake?|
And now here we are on Saturday. Breathing easily.
I took these pictures to show him where we had been.
Another crisis survived.
Today's lesson? "Don't ever get complacent, kids."