Self-care, Parts 1, 2, 3...

Left arm - Wish I had better veins - my cannulas (cannulae?) failed assiduously, and I only just made it with four, through my three days-and-two-nights at the Norfolk and Norwich University Hospital... The staff, particularly the night nurses, were astounding, the food was seriously inedible (fish pie entirely devoid of fish, and with slimy carrots) and I was very very glad to get home. Op on Monday, 5 hours in theatre as my spine was full of little broken bits of bone and I'm marginally osteoporotic, so all had to be very gently rebuilt. I have a cage in front of L5/S1 (go on, look it up) and HUGE screws. I have seen the x-rays and I'm impressed.

Right elbow. My one reasonably good blood-draw vein... Treasure Hunt? Or Mystery Tour...

Chin got scraped, this is itchy but healing. They spent a deal of time inspecting my back, too. I won't show the first pressure bandage, although I was altogether decently clad while wearing it...

Feeling old. Oxygen, catheters, drips... I do like the electric beds, though...

Saturday night, subtle and beautiful moonrise of the full-moon variety, and ice, and frost, and gentle trees...

Here again
Sunday, I feel, for the first time, not absolutely feeble, and apart from a serious lack of heating oil (it ran out while I was in the hospital and they absolutely can't do a quick fill, back tomorrow) and having to sit by the fire (not so dusty; I have lots of firewood, and people to carry it)

Tomorrow I get to go shopping and choose some tempting food, puddings, fruit, and a Cappuchino!

And, why was the noisy, demanding, miserable, did-I-say-noisy? woman left on a ward when the one who didn't want to be alone was put in a private room...?