About a week has now passed since I last posted………….
After calling and explaining to the receptionist at the district nurses office at 9.30am when they opened, she said they would get a nurse to call me back (have you ever tried getting hold of someone at the weekend?)
so I waited and waited in the end about 11.30am by which time I was getting quite worried so I called the hospital ward that Dad was on and explained again what has happened, and they told me to call his doctor. (at the weekend yeah right)
So I tried the doctors and after no answer I got hold of 111 and spoke to the NHS services and was told that they couldn’t help unless I was with him so I said I would go around straight away. Told Dick head to tell nurse if she called to call his number. Went to start my dads car which I now have as he can’t drive for a month so im using it to go back and forth to his place as mine is going to its final resting place in the week *will try and actually blog about that when I get the chance) anyhoooooooooo insert severe swearing here ****** Now in English…… it wouldn’t start so gave up and got in the landrover to drive over there.
Got to the old man’s let myself in and the bloody nurse had just called and she would be around in ten min’s well she actually took over an hour and half and arrived about 1.15pm but when she got here she was great she took dressing off and its a lovely neat scar so should heal well and the stitches didn’t need trimming.
I explained the problem about the discomfort he was in and the fact that he had not pee’d since friday morning and she said she was capable of putting in a catheter but couldn’t because she had to get an ok from the doctor so here was are….It’s Saturday and she has to get a doctor out to put in a catheter to help relieve dad while they find out the problem. She said she would be back in a couple of hours as they had a doctor who works with the District Nurse……. So we wait…………… and wait……….. and wait………… and wait……….. bearing in mind she said a couple of hours and that would be about 3.30pm at 8.30 pm I am starting to get really fed up, My dad is really starting to be in pain now.. and yes my temper is starting to get a tad frayed…. And to top it off I have no idea who to call.. I tried the district nurses office and there was no answer……… so I called NHS 111 and after explaining the whole thing they said they would get a doctor out to put in the catheter but it would not be a priority….. and to remember its Saturday night and people do silly things….. so they are very very busy.
At 10.30pm the Doctor turned up..
put a catheter in and did a prostate examination as an enlarged prostate is 99% of the time the reason why you can’t pee guys!
( There are some things in life I never wanted to see and both of these came under that heading)
Anyway ………….. the
catheter that was used has a valve so it can be emptied. so to give you an shorted version of events 5 litres of pee into a bucket by the side of the bed later I left and went home……. one cup of coffee all day is not a good thing…………. So since then I have been spending most of the day running him around to various appointments.. cooking and cleaning for him and then getting home and doing the same thing here.
Yesterday (Friday) I exploded……. I woke up feeling like shit……. I have had a dry cough for the last few nights that’s been keeping me awake and friday like I said I woke up feeling like death warmed up.. I called my dad and said that as he had no appointments to go to.. that I wouldn’t be coming around today.. there was a cottage pie in his fridge that all he had to do was put in the oven.. I had typed out a list of the times when he had to take his bloods and pills etc so he only had to look at that to see when to take everything. Told him I was going to have a lie in as I had been up about 6am all week .. This is the school break bty……..
(Again one day I may blog about other things going on.. Lets just say I have seen it before and yes if someone asked me I would say my dad has onset dementia now to top off everything else…….. I have noticed signs for a long time but probably just swept them out of my mind after spending years looking after my mum with it…….. I guess if I ignored it I thought it would go away.)
Monday I have to take him to the doctors for another appointment to find out when this catheter is due to be taken out on trial to see if he can go without it but already he has taken a liking to it as it means he doesn’t have to constantly pee all the time because of the water pills he is on for his heart, so I have a feeling that he would rather keep it… I of course have to do the cleaning of said thing YUK!
Anyway I had a day off on Friday………….. and screamed an shouted at everyone… and cried… in fact I did a lot of crying.. I have hit the end of the road… I can’t look after one person all week and then come home and have to do everything. The washing hadn’t been done since last weekend… the sink was so full of dishes it was overflowing.. in fact the dishwasher still had the stuff in it I loaded into it last Monday night when I got back in from my dads. The house was a tip… Thursday I had to take my dad shopping on his scooter as he wanted to get some bits so I left the house at 9am Now there was some Dr Who thing on in town and the boys wanted to see it so we were going at 1.30pm I said to Allan I would be back and we could take the boys……. At 1pm I called Allan to say I would be on my way back. I had some shopping with me and then we would have to go straight up the town… I get back and he is still shouting at the boys to get ready.. Ali who doesn’t do getting rushed or things sprung on him had gone into meltdown and refused to do or go anywhere..
This is when I snapped… He had done nothing all day… not even got the boys ready or warned Ali that we were going out. There are three adults in the house and as I’m out that left two.. and neither had done anything… except maybe sit and watch tv or go on bloody facebook all the time. And this is why I had snapped…
so Friday my day off I had had enough.. right at that moment in time I could quite happily have left the house and jumped off a cliff………
I wanted to see this Dr who stuff up the town so told Ali that we would be going out later on for an hour or so an if he was good he may get an ice cream out of it so he went upstairs and got dressed… Thats all it took.
Have I mentioned the fact that my dad called at 8am to ask what time I would be around!! what part of having a lie in did he not get… oh yes the same part of Im not coming around ..
we went up the town… saw the exhibition things… picked up some bits… got myself some medicine for the lurgy and some cough medicine and got Shelby a few clothes and came home as we also had to do the newspaper run in the evening in the scout van collecting newspapers down a number of roads.
Got back at 7-pm and decided that sandwiches, cake and doughnuts and chocolate while not heathy would be a good enough dinner for the kids.
pulled the sleep sofa out and watched tv before going to bed. I had phoned dad to say I would pick him up when I got up as I was having a lie in and that Allan had to go out and do a bush tucker trial thing with a scout troop up bexon lane and he would be gone in the morning so I would come and pick dad up when Allan got back and that I would bring him back to my house so I could get on with some stuff…….. plus he needs a new bog standard mobile phone as his is apparently not working properly.. (I think its more the operator that the phone but I stand to be corrected if I’m wrong)
So here I am… updating this blog while I’m waiting for Allan to get back and I have already had three calls from dad asking why I am late……….. arrrrgghhh!!