Not too good a day for Lesley. We hoped that she would be moved from ICU to High Dependency today, but when I got there at lunchtime she was still in her old place in ICU. Her surgeon bumped into me as I went in and said that they had done a lot of tests this morning and they are not happy with her ability to move, or rather her lack of it. The doc had not told her this but I reminded him that she is a nurse and not stupid: she would have known precisely what they were doing, and would prefer to be told. Also, her pain levels are high, which is apparently making her heart flutter again. She is closely monitored.
When I saw her she had obviously been crying but the stiff upper lip was firmly back in place. I know how she wants to leave ICU, and that and the pain must be hard to take. If only they could give her pain killers, but she has such severe reactions to almost all of them that they don’t want to risk it. Anyway, we (or I) carried on as usual - jokes, music: she loved the waltz, Steve, and was working out the notation in her head. She didn’t tell me the doc’s worries - still protecting me - and I didn’t mention them because she would worry because I was worrying! What a mess.
She was very tired, but when I was getting ready to go she asked me to get some things out of her bag and put them near her. They were the whistle with the mute, her very new Busman whistle, and I had taken in one made by a friend of hers for her to evaluate, so that was there too. She wanted them beside her, on the table within reach, and I was to tell the nurses not to move them. This incredible wife of mine has not given up: she will be after those whistles all night! And if willpower can get them for her, she’ll get them. I hope she can, or it will break her heart.
We are both finding this very hard at present and are just so grateful for all your kind messages and thoughts. And it is such a help to me to be able to get rid of all this “unmanly” emotion here in private, but with comforting friends who don’t actually know me! Again, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Roland (mr devondancer)