|Better Days - East Coast Summer 2010|
So much for the positive vibes because the next morning my fever wasn’t gone. In fact it was worse. I was instructed by my oncologist that if I ever got a fever that I had to go directly to emergency at the hospital or to the cancer centre. I had no choice now so Mike took me to the cancer centre in the morning right after the kids left for school. I had to get some blood work done to see what was going on.
|My Father's Garden - Summer 2005|
The nursed informed me that they had no choice but to admit me to the hospital. They could not send me home in this state. Basically I had no ability whatsoever to fight infection and they needed to get me back on track. This came as somewhat of a shock for me because I only showed up with my little purse assuming that I’d have some tests and then go back home. When I asked how long I would have to stay in the hospital they figured it would be for several days. Several days?!?! What on earth were they talking about?!? I only had my purse with me for God’s sake! I wasn’t prepared for this. What about my kids and my family? How would they get along without me at home to look after things and keep everyone organized? I couldn’t just stay here without anything but the clothes on my back and my little purse. However, I had no choice in the matter. Plus, I think this was a bit of a relief for Mike because then he could be sure that I was getting the best care possible.
Oh yeah, since I had a cough they were making me wear a mask over my face. That is the hospital policy since the SARS scare in 2003. It was really horrible to have to wear a mask and really degrading. I just wanted to hide from everyone and anyone that might look at me. Or who tried not to look at me.
Night Fever - The BeeGees