What a week it has been. The much anticipated and planned-for visit from my older brother, Steve, didn't quite go as we had hoped. I had prepared a fridge full of very easy to swallow food, with lots of other dishes planned, ready to be created should he fancy any of them - and for that I must thank all of you for your wonderful suggestions.
Alas, it very quickly became clear that his condition was rapidly deteriorating as speech, swallowing and breathing gradually became more difficult than 'normal'. At 4am we had to call for an ambulance.
Because we live on the Edge of Nowhere that doesn't mean an instant response. It involves careful explanation of how to find us, and someone has to go out on to the road with a big torch to help the driver locate our driveway. It took a long time, more than half an hour - an unimaginably long time with someone who is struggling for air.
Luckily, the call was also answered by a First Responder. She arrived like the cavalry and got to work, spreading calm and creating a positive atmosphere. I cannot thank her enough.
Twenty or more minutes later the ambulance arrived.
To cut a long story short, Steven is now in an excellent hospital on the other side of the country and is receiving virtually every treatment they can throw at him. He has been fed through a tube in his nose and is being administered a whole concoction of drugs and plasma. His condition is still very serious, but he is responding.
Ian, my younger brother, is over that side of the country too. He is supporting Steve's wife, driving her to and from hospital and generally keeping things going. I have no doubt that he is also keeping Steve entertained, with his wit and humour, during visiting times!
As far as Steven's condition goes - this is Ian's latest report on Fb...
Just got back from visiting Steve today, and he's well into his IVIg therapy and responding very well. His swallowing is going to be tested on Thursday and if he "passes" he may actually see some real food, albeit pureed or mashed - and the thought ischeering him up mightily! In hospital for at least another two weeks while he's monitored on this cocktail of drugs and IVIg. His voice has come back too, so long as he doesn't over-work it. So far so good! Fingers crossed for remission. Cheers guys'n'galleons, I've passed your kind comments on to him (after I explained what Facebook is)!
PEAR TREE LOG
pear tree log: I started this blog to keep my younger son, Jonny, in touch with life in Lincolnshire, while he spent a year working in China. That year turned into five! Now he is home and training to become a physics teacher. This is simply a patchwork quilt of some of the things I enjoy - life in rural Lincolnshire, our animals, friends, architecture, books, the gardens, and things of passing interest.