Annabell had another seizure and was taken to hospital. She remained in HDU for a day or so then was removed to a ward for a further four days. She was released yesterday (17th) Am going to try and have a quiet next few days and then a peaceful weekend before we head off to Adelaide. There is still no determination of the cause of the seizures. The Specialist she has been seeing is not at all convinced with the Idiopathic Epilepsy suggestion and maintains that for some doctors the term is an ” off the cuff” description for something with a yet unknown cause. FMC need a blood test before we head down there, so we are going to get that done sometime today. Flinders Medical Centre (FMC) are sending the forms directly to SA Pathology, so we’ll get that done this afternoon.
The way things are going it is getting more and more difficult for her to walk and walking, even with the walker, tires her out. There was a sale on so I bought something I believe I might need in the not too distant future. Yes, I bought a wheelchair and right at this moment it is not even been unpacked. It is still packed, in its box and in the garage. Next time Annabell goes into the garage will be the first time – so it’s quite safe where it is. This afternoon we went over to the SA Pathology for the blood test and it was a painful walk -not just for her but for me watching her. Every step was a nightmare. Even with the walker she struggled to make a reasonably short journey from the car to the SA Pathology Clinic. These nurses are good at the pathology clinic. Of course they are doing blood drawing and injections many times every day, so it stands to reason that they should have it all down to a fine art. First go, the nurse found what she needed and withdrew the blood without any drama.
Benji was concerned. Every time I come home from the hospital, he looked for Annabell. He misses his mummy. Anyway, yesterday when we both came home, he was overjoyed, and the tail was going fit to raise a storm. I had to be very careful since he was running around her, and I had to watch where she was walking. Anyway, I think he was pleased to see her home. He won’t be too impressed next week when we are away from Tuesday to Sunday. Anyway, John James will be here to look after him. — Which reminds me – one of the nurses looking after my Annabell was also called Annabelle. It has become quite a popular name recently.
At the hospital, one of the nurses asked Annabell how the dog was? Annabell was surprised, but the nurse had a big grin and told her that she sees me and the dog out walking most mornings. There you go – these days you don’t know who your neighbours are.
This has been one horrible week and everything that can go wrong has, right up to this post, which somehow or other has been posted in another format and under a different title. It has also over -written a post I had already published ages ago – complete with comments and likes. LOL – I am beginning to doubt myself and wonder if this coming back was such a good idea. :o)
On line today there was comments asking what we would consider a sad song that we carry around with us/ My contribution was ” Going Home” by Mary Fahl from “The other side of time”
They say there’s a place
Where dreams have all gone
They never said where
But I think I know
It’s miles through the night
Just over the dawn
On the road that will take me home
I like the music and I like the words. They just appeal to me somehow.