My aim, for this week, is to stay out of hospital until after my vascular appointment next Monday (the 14th), which is starting to feel doable. Not planning anything beyond that as if the nurses are right, I’m likely to become an in-patient very quickly whether I develop septicaemia or not (see previous post).
My major problem, though, is with the hospital “bay system” – I simply cannot abide being so tightly closeted with a bunch of strangers in a staggeringly badly-ventilated room,** the stress back in April tipped me into a breakdown. They are also a massive source of potential infection for me – my right leg is effectively an open wound from toes to knee and that’s a huge risk factor – not to mention that last time I had 5 hospital-acquired respiratory infections in 6 weeks. Currently treatment is quite aggressive, with daily potassium permanganate soaks which pretty much redefine “Ouchie!” for hours afterwards. Based on past experience, that’s not likely to be continued at APH – I need to be in either the vascular or dermatology unit which, I’m told, are at Clatterbridge.
**Either cold and draughty or stifling – nothing in between and while I can tolerate high temperatures better than most, my arthritis is totally intolerant of draughts
In addition to that APH has a habit of putting dementia patients in with the general population. which means no sleep while they call for or rant at people whom only they can see every goddamned night, with repeat performances throughout the day preventing catch-up sleep. Along with the staff night-shifts treating the place as a social club, and to hell with patient care, which also means no sleep. As do the snorers!
I WILL NOT GO INTO THE BAYS. Physically or mentally, I do not believe I would survive another extended stay. A stay of any length is an unacceptable risk. I would sooner risk dying at home because I believe that the risks would be a lot lower here. I do realise that the risks can never be zero, but they should be minimised as much as possible, and that means, for me, staying out of the bays.
I have, and I’m sure not entirely coincidentally, been sent a health assessment mailshot.
I can have – if I’m daft enough to pay – a wide variety of tests, including for heart, liver and kidney disease, gout, diabetes, “bone health”, whatever that is, and a whole bunch of other stuff. All of this would be detected – or not – via painless sensors on my arms and legs.
I’m sorry, I have to stop now – my bullshit meter has just burst into flames!