- WHEN GOOD THINGS GO BAD
- UNEXPECTED AND UNWANTED
- WHEN PLANS GO AWRY
- SOMETIMES LIFE SUCKS LEMONS
- SUNDAY SUNDAY, BUT NO FUNDAY
- WHEN YOU LET LOTS OF PEOPLE DOWN AND FEEL TRULY AWFUL
- WHY IS MY LIFE ALWAYS FULL OF DRAMAS
- NO ART, NO PAINTING - BUT LOTS OF FAINTING
So you see, a LOT of people drove a lot of kilometres, & rejigged their schedules for me just to be in Sydney.
So when at about 6AM Sunday morning, when I woke up feeling a little bit weird in my tum tum, I was filled with dread as well as squiffiness. NO!!!! PLEASE! NO!
With all that swirling around, I collapsed in the shower. And then hubby found me, called Sonia, & the stumps were pulled up.
Eventually the lovely people at the motel found a wheelchair for me at a nearby Sports Club, & I was able to be wheeled to the car, head lolling around delirious and mighty pretty.
Poor hubby. While I had slept, he had gone out & bought blankets(I had aches and pains, chills & shivers), a big bucket & spread around pillows & cushions in an attempt to create a little bed for me to lie down on. Bless his little cotton socks!
But somewhere along the freeway, going 110 km, after moaning and groaning in pain, I passed out again. Blacktown Hospital, hello and here we come.
24 hours later, 5 bags of saline, an ECG, blood tests, scans, painkillers, lots of sleep and antibiotics later, I was allowed to go home, with a verdict of low blood pressure, dehydration, gastro & a kidney infection.
So nothing extreme, exciting, uncommon, special, newsworthy, or fantastically awful. Just enough to wipe me out for a few days, cause massive inconvenience, & wish I had shares in a toilet paper company.
Relieved. But not just because I knew that it was nothing too serious. But relieved too because of the kind and reassuring words from those around me. From Sonia at Little Lane Workshops, from my parents, from my hubby, from the doctors and nurses who treated me, from the kindness of the ladies at the motel who plied Jason with bottles of water for me.
Reassuring me that not only are people generally lovely, but the world would not end, that it will be okay. And yes, you can have more painkillers.
That the workshops will happen again next year, and life will go on. That your health and wellbeing is number 1 priority.
So I learnt something too. Not to panic - and that there are some other alternate titles for this blogpost really... which are just as apt.
- WHEN YOU UNDERESTIMATE HOW KIND AND FORGIVING PEOPLE CAN BE
- TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY
- HOW LUCKY AM I TO LIVE IN THIS COUNTRY AND HAVE CLEAN GOOD HOSPITALS TO GO TO AND THANK GOODNESS FOR DRUGS, DOCTORS, HOSPITALS AND NURSES IN GENERAL
- FAMILY AND FRIENDS ARE JUST FABULOUS
- A REALLY YUCKY DAY BUT IT WILL BE OKAY
- THANK GOODNESS FOR GOOD PEOPLE