What a day.
Not enough hours to do everything I needed to do.
Straight from work I went to the hospital to fetch little brother.
He had been given a script by the Physician.
But no instructions as to his current medication.
He might have told my brother but that was a waste of time.
My brother was completely confused.
He was convinced he had been in hospital for five days.
He had a bad nightmare last night.
And, I believe, went to everyone in the ward asking them to take him home.
Also took out his drip.
I think the other patients and the staff were glad to see the back of him.
I had to wait half an hour but managed to get in to have a talk to the doctor.
He said my brother must go back to his usual physician.
So, when I got home, I phoned to make an appointment.
Only to be told they were only making appointments for January.
You lot know me by now.
I threw a wobbly of note.
Said I would have to find another doctor.
And would they arrange for me to fetch his files.
There was an immediate change in attitude.
And I was put through to the sister.
And we have an appointment for the 17th.
I haven’t met this doctor.
But I don’t think I like him.
I will be going with my brother.
We have no idea what is happening with him.
The doctor is in for a torrid time.
I picked up the script for my brother only to find that there is confusion as to what pills he is supposed to be taking.
So I went home and got everything out and started checking what my mother has been giving him.
Oh my God…what a mess.
She is 85 and really can’t cope.
I am just surprised she hasn’t killed him.
Also, she has been putting the tablets into those day containers and then leaving it up to him to take them.
Not a brilliant plan.
The tablets are now all in my flat.
And Mex and I will be watching him take his tablets every day.
Talking about Mex.
He has spent the whole afternoon sighing deeply.
It turns out he has no energy.
Doesn’t look flat.
But feels very flat.
I hope to hell he is not coming down with something.
It is bad enough running around after three of them.
If he gets sick I am running away from home.
Any volunteers to pack some sandwiches for me?