Well it was Dad's pre op at the hospital today,what a bloody farce getting to the hospital,road works everywhere,one way blood streets,diversions ,so bloody stressful,My husband took us but he got lost because the sat nav kept re routing us,but we got there in time.
Dad has an ECG,the blasted machine didn't work properly and so it took ages as the health care assistant kept retrying...then it was blood pressure,weight,height,lots of bloods to take then a MRSI swab,I left the room for that.Dad was given some special body wash to kill all the bugs ect off his skin plus a nasal spray ,so from now till Wednesday it's a whole body wash every day,the spray 3 X a day .Think of the blooming water meter I joked.Forty five minutes later and we were on our way back home in a UBER just couldn't face getting my husband back to run us home.
I've just sat and cried because it's been 6 weeks of nothing but tests ,and hospitals and no sleep and worry.Did I mention I've bipolar so I'm not doing great not really as I try not to go blooming off my rocker.
I wish my sister was here I really do,times like this I miss her more than ever,everything is on my shoulders and it's a heavy weight.
Roll on Wednesday if they cancel the operation I don't think I'll be able to hold my shit together...I just want this to be over this rotton nightmare dad finds himself in but I've a feeling it's only going to be just starting
