Weekend Scare

Late on Friday evening Kay started to complain of nausea. There was little that we could do, but she did need to take her medicine, via the NG tube. We now have some new medicines to replace the ciproxin and intraconasole, a new fungicide and a new antibiotic. Also Kay's magnesium level was too low, so we had to give a liquid for that too. Together with the anti-epileptic drug, this is quite a collection. So Marion was busy for a while sorting this out. Then she took Kay to bed.

A few minutes later all hell broke loose upstairs. Kay had been sick, everything was now on the carpet of the guest bedroom and her NG tube had come out as well. Whoopeee. At 10pm I called the equivalent of the district nurse to get the NG tube put back in, who duly arrived at 10:45. There was then a fair struggle to wake Kay up and get her to swallow a new tube, followed by a new dose of medicine. In the end, out of pure exhaustion Marion just gave her the most important things and then collapsed asleep on the sofa.

At 3:45 I was woken by the sound of Kay crying loudly. I found her on the loo, complaining about a lot of pain in her shoulders and her left knee, that the pain was so much that she couldn't get off the loo. So I picked her up and took her to our bed and then checked her out. No sign of bruising, swelling or other marks. No fever, just a lot of pain. So I gave her the alternative of paracetamol or a call to the hospital, which would most likely result in a visit. Paracetamol it was. But since Kay was now in my bed, I had to find somewhere else. Kay & Nattie had been in the guest room sharing a bed, but on Kay's side the smell of vomit was too strong for me. I'm too big for either of their own beds so I ended up down on the sofa. After a few hours of not sleeping there, I decided to climb into the guest bed with Nattie and bury my nose in the pillow. Thus I got a few hours sleep.

Next moring Kay was still in great pain from her shoulders and knee. I phoned the hospital and, surprise surprise, we had to head back. Shortly after Kay again began to feel nauseous and refused to take her medicine. This worried me, since it could represent another reason to keep us at the hospital. 5th December is when Sint delivers presents and in the afternoon Kay's teacher was coming round so that Kay could give her the 'surprise' that she had made. Whatever happened we didn't want to have to stay in the hospital.

We arrived on the ward at around 11am and the duty doctor saw Kay immediately. She couldn't see anything wrong and assumed that the pain was still from the ciproxin and the nausea from a week of chemo. However she had some blood tests run and arranged for Kay's knee to be x-rayed. After a while of anxiously waiting, the results came back. Kay's Hb levels had even increased over the day before and the x-ray showed no problems. So we were sent home with additional medicine: a strong painkiller to combat the shoulder and knee pain.

Both Kay and I were hugely relieved to be back in the car heading home. We arrived back around 3pm and shortly after 'Juf' Esther arrived to get her present. But she also brought with her a FANTASTIC picture that she and Kay's classmates had painted. See the photo below...