So out of hospital a week, The bronchoscopy was last Thursday and that went well. It was the first time M had a general anaesthetic and she was so poorly afterwards, she had a fever and was quite sick but luckily it only lasted a night.
Then there was the bank holiday, really good weekend, sunny weather and lazy days in the garden. Then came the bank holiday Monday and M’s chest got bad again, starting with the cough then the shortness of breaths and at 5.35 we packed a bag and headed Back to hospital.
1 night in intensive care later we are back on the normal ward and showing no sign of going home soon. Great half term this is going to be for M.
So 3 nights in I’m lay in bed yet again without M at home and it’s so difficult knowing she is at hospital on her own. We have been doing this for 5 months now and it doesn’t get any easier. Financially it takes its toll with all the time off work, the fuel and extra money spent. It’s also mentally draining, all the worry and stress and then trying to be focused at work as well. It’s so hard, I just want my girl home without the worry of her going back to hospital again.