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Mater and me
Jan. 25th, 2010 10:10 amWe have had a stressful weekend.
Mater is still having anxiety attacks, scared that an ambulance will suddenly turn up again and she'll be forced to go back to hospital. As far as I can tell, she is physically stronger and more dextrous than she was even in the weeks before she broke her wrist back in October. Also, in the final week she was at the rehab hospital, her condition was deteriorating - as far as I could tell, because she was becoming mentally 'institutionalised'. Moreover, the rehab hospital said they could do no more for her. Also, she is very settled in her desire to be in her own flat. So the GP's assessment that Mater should be back in the rehab hospital seems at the very least, inconsistent.
I had panic attacks in my nightmares last night. One vivid 'hallucination' that the Flooger had been kittynapped. The other, that I was on holiday with various members of my extend family who have never even been on cordial or speaking terms with one another, and that no one was co-operating to get us off on time. Even when I was awake, I had high anxiety levels, and only got back to sleep with some concerted deep-breathing exercises.
So you can probably guess how I'm feeling right now, with a heap of phone-calls I'm supposed to be making to chase things up for Mater ...
I just goofed off for an hour with a bowl of homemade spicy blackberry and apple crumble, and an episode of Babylon 5 which D & I are watching again in order (we're nearly at the end of Season 4).
Mater is still having anxiety attacks, scared that an ambulance will suddenly turn up again and she'll be forced to go back to hospital. As far as I can tell, she is physically stronger and more dextrous than she was even in the weeks before she broke her wrist back in October. Also, in the final week she was at the rehab hospital, her condition was deteriorating - as far as I could tell, because she was becoming mentally 'institutionalised'. Moreover, the rehab hospital said they could do no more for her. Also, she is very settled in her desire to be in her own flat. So the GP's assessment that Mater should be back in the rehab hospital seems at the very least, inconsistent.
I had panic attacks in my nightmares last night. One vivid 'hallucination' that the Flooger had been kittynapped. The other, that I was on holiday with various members of my extend family who have never even been on cordial or speaking terms with one another, and that no one was co-operating to get us off on time. Even when I was awake, I had high anxiety levels, and only got back to sleep with some concerted deep-breathing exercises.
So you can probably guess how I'm feeling right now, with a heap of phone-calls I'm supposed to be making to chase things up for Mater ...
I just goofed off for an hour with a bowl of homemade spicy blackberry and apple crumble, and an episode of Babylon 5 which D & I are watching again in order (we're nearly at the end of Season 4).
