Of Visiting Hours and Window Views (by sarah)
Wednesday Alaric was allowed to stay with me most of the time but he did go and buy me a reporters note book and pen from the hospital shop. He left about 4 o'clock to go and pack an over night bag for me and to do cubs.
Visiting time came and went and I gave up on seeing him that night and instead slept and wrote a poem about the view from the window (poem is stretching what I wrote a bit far it was mainly a list of words and phrases that discribed the court yard I could see from my window in the side room.) But at 9 o'clock I heared a Jeany squeek and in she came holding daddy's hand - wide eyed in the half dark - I was basically asleep.
I had originally said I didn't want Jean to come to the hospital as I was worried about how she would react and about the chances of her picking up a bug or something as I was in the AAU. But she had apparently really wanted to come and see me and they were so late as they had fed her dinner and stuff hoping she would change her mind and sleep - but she didn't she wanted to see mummy.
But she was scared of me until Alaric put the light on and then she was more concerned that I had an ouchy in my arm - the canular. She wanted to hug me but was worried about hurting me so we had gentle cuddles with her away from the canular!
Alaric had bought my book in - Book two of the Wheel of Time which I thought after sleeping most of the day I would devour at night - but I didn't I just slept more.
The next morning I carried on sleeping with the occasional go at writing - this turned out to be quiet hard with a canular in the elbow pit and I had to sort of rest the note pad in the correct place! But I hashed over some stuff about my lunar sample and then wrote down bits of the story I had made up for Jean about her fairy in Yorkshire at the weekend.
I was moved up to another ward which was so shiny new but I somehow felt alot more comftable in - the nurses made sure I knew what was actually going on and encouraged me to potter in the room (I was yet again in a side room due to me being an infection risk) But I did have the most fantastic view from the window - with the cathedral and everything. The seagulls and swallows could be seen soaring around over the roof tops or perching on the roofs.
Alaric and Dad where amused that I hadn't known if I was moved to another ward as I was in a different building and on a different floor and had had to go through a walkway and a lift! I think this is possible a sign of how sick I was.
They had to stick to visiting times this time and headed off. I slept more and had dinner - refusing the TV much to the nurses confusion - I had a TV in the room but really didn't want the noise - Al had lent me his i-pod and I was listening to the gentler pieces on that.
JEany came to see me again in the evening and we all went for a walk to the shops - bizarlly I found the walk exhusting and it just seemed to take forever. Jean seemed to think that my new room was a bedroom unlike the scary other one - which was interesting and she scored her self free biscuits from the staff not too mention the juice from my dinner - I just could not face acidic drinks at all.
I felt abit relieved when they left as I was just so tired but I drew what I remembered as the main points of the window scene - not accurate but a repressentation - I discovered that I really do hate being inside too much but during the day people seemed to want to be prodding and poking me so I couldn't go and find one of the gardens to explore plus I just felt wipped out.
I also wrote about this window view and though how lucky I was to have a hubby who realised what I would need most when trapped in a hospital. I still panic when I am anywhere near a Dr let alone a hospital but the staff on 7a seemed to realise this and helped me by just talking to me and things - Jean got called a tiger 🙂
Visiting hours are very important to me when I am in hospital but I am glad that they have a specific time as I find it can be far too much to have people expecting you to interact with them. And the food was actually nice and they remembered to feed me - another one up on the hospital I was in during the pregnancy!
Sun 10th May 2009 9:12 pm 
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By Clare N, Thu 14th May 2009 @ 9:50 pm
Hey luv, how comes you're back in hospital again, I thought they let you out? Any closer to a diagnosis? Hope you feel better soon. xx