1. On the Wednesday, at 8am, I got a panicked call from my Mum, to say that my Dad was having severe abdominal pains and had collapsed in the bathroom. I told her to phone an ambulance, then raced round to their house to wait with them until it arrived, around 40 minutes later. We then spent 12 hours at the hospital, in a scarily crowded/chaotic A&E department, where it was eventually decided that there had been a problem with the inguinal hernia he has been nursing for nearly three years, which had (thankfully) "resolved itself" without the need for emergency surgery. We decided that, on balance, even though the start of the day had been horrific, the outcome was almost worth it, as he was seen by a consultant who recommended he be booked in for a planned hernia repair operation in 4 months' time (allowing 6 months recovery time after his recent heart attack). Being free from near-constant hernia discomfort will be wonderful for him.
2. The following night (the Thursday) it was the XXSCat Dog's turn to be taken for emergency treatment, after we discovered a painful swelling in her nether regions. This turned out to be an anal gland abscess, which actually burst while we were en route to the Vet. Here she is, cowering under the waiting room bench at midnight, rightly feeling very sorry for herself, poor wee girl.
We felt incredibly guilty for not having picked up on the problem sooner - she had been very quiet and refusing to eat all day, but this wasn't completely out of character for her, and we'd put it down to the oppressively hot weather affecting her appetite. She's never had any issues like this before, but extensive post-incident-Googling (bordering on doctoral research) has taught me that anal gland problems are actually quite common in small dogs like her. It didn't help that she hadn't displayed any of the tell-tale behaviours that generally signal something amiss, which apparently include bottom-scooting and obsessive bottom-licking, in case anyone is interested!
A strict, round the clock, nursing regime was put in place: co-codamol tablets at 7am, 3pm and 11pm, penicillin at 11am and 11pm, anti-inflammatory syrup at 11pm, nether regions bathing in warm water several times per day, and anti-bottom-licking devices installed. The grey Cone of Despair was briefly trialled (OMG, those accusatory eyes)...
- First, a knitted 5" square for a non-knitting friend who had been asked to contribute to a communal knitted blanket. I adapted it from this pattern, and it was so easy I now want to make a whole blanket!
- Then, over several days, I worked on a Wiksten top for my Mum's 85th birthday, made from recycled duvet cover fabric. I had to miss her actual birthday due to my Plague Rat status at the time, but it was ready by the time I tested negative again.
Wow, talk about a run of rotten things! Glad everyone is on the mend and that you're feeling better. That top is really cute! I'm impressed!
ReplyDeleteThanks Nicole, that's very kind! It's my favourite pattern. Versatile, comfortable, and simple to make!
DeleteThought I would come and see how you were doing post covid - we seemed to miss the initial rush too, having only just been struck down. My dad has an inguinal hernia too but seems to get away with it - he just has a check up every 12 months to make sure all is ok. Hope your Dad's repair helps make him much more comfortable x
ReplyDeleteThanks Kate.There seem to be a lot of people falling foul of it for the first time. I guess those scientists know what they're talking about when they tell us Omicron's a lot more transmissible!
DeleteSending get well wishes to you, dad, daughter and of course your gorgeous little dog . Oh, those eyes they would melt anybody's heart.
ReplyDeleteThanks Beverley! That cute little face does mean she often gets away with murder!
DeleteI hope you are feeling much better by now. You've certainly had your fair share of troubles. Xx
ReplyDeleteSo far, so good! :-)
DeleteGoodness that's a lot! I hope you and your daughter are doing much better now. My daughter and I haven't had it yet (knock wood) though she came home from school today, feeling poorly. Fingers crossed it's a garden-variety cold!
ReplyDeleteOoh, I hope it did turn out to be the G-V cold. Covid does seem to be catching up with everyone lately. It seems inevitable now that mask-wearing in busy public spaces has been abandoned...
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