Nurse Sue to the rescue

Sometimes nothing going on would be good! After a week of unplanned events, I am praying Sunday goes to plan!

The week started with an early wake as I headed to work at 5am to assist in a much needed stocktake! Which opened a can of worms, with neither the accounting or warehouse team members being able to shed any light on the discrepancies! This became my project for the rest of the week – still not sorted, yay roll on next week!

I spent my after work time visiting dad, Jaxon and Tyler Russell and crashing early as our weather see-sawed from tropical to Icelandic!

A moment with my grandbaby on the way home from work.

Until Thursday…when Dad decided he had not had enough attention! His carer took him to the doctor in the morning to have a couple of his skin lesions surgically removed! At 87, enough is enough. The carer leaves at 2pm and at 3.30 I missed a call from Dad…he then phoned Jaxon as, in his words, he was “bleeding like a stuck pig” (no offence to pigs intended). I got the call, to race over and get him back to the doctor before closing!

I race in and this woman “Cherry” is there waving an agreement under Dads nose to sign so she can rent his house out! Chatting away while Dad is wrapped in Bloody towels around his arm! A little push for me to sign on his behalf and actually no “Cherry” leave it there, leave, and deal with it another day. Heaving Dad into car and off to the doctor… more stitches new dressing…. kind of felt there was more to come… so raced home and grabbed my Jammies and toothbrush to stay the night with Dad and Trudi!

I managed to get all the bloody towels soaking, clean up the lounge where the event had started, soaked carpet, collect all the soiled handitowels, emptied rubbish bags, made salad and set table before Trudi arrived home from work to relative normality!

Tea eaten, jammies on, and about to get Dad to bed and noticed the arm bandage was red again and pumping more – towels, frozen peas, pressure and ambulance! The two blokes managed to stem the flow after about an hour more and decided that “their” bandage was invincible, helping us get dad to bed around 11pm! I still felt this wasn’t over and I was right!

I was just dozing off around midnight, dad gently snoring, I crept in and felt his arm….wet! Light on and blood everywhere! I did all the things the experts told me for twenty minutes and no let up! Ambulance again, this time some more experienced operators who pumped something into the wound to stem the flow, loaded Dad in Ambo and left me to follow at 1.30am! I left behind what looked like a murder site! Oh and navigating a half closed motorway due to roadworks, at 2am for most of the drive, was just another event needing my full attention.

Safe in the hands of the Hospital doctors! Or Not! The ED was so busy that no beds were available, Dad spent 2 hours in the ambulance bay and me in the waiting room! 4.30am we were moved to the clinical area, alone, no nurses or doctors, but at least a cubical and a chair(for me) to wait out until the morning staff was on and a doctor could see Dad! A half hour of much needed chair nap for me and Dad snoozed for a bit. I phoned the brother to see if he could relieve me but no! Wife gone to Queenstown and he had to drop kid to school. So instead of the carer wasting her morning getting through the traffic (she was needed at the house to clean up the last round of blood spatter) l stayed while the clinical nurse dressed yet again the wounds this time having not misbehaved for around 6 hours! Maybe we were winning! I got home to his gals and back to mine to work for the day by 10am! Lasting til around 3.30, opening a beer, an early tea and sleep for 12 hours!

Into Orewa early Saturday morning to meet Jaxon and family for a birthday breakfast and a moment on the beach!

George joined us for breakfast with the birthday boy(Jaxon) grocery shopping, dog sitting (Dan working on my flats) and general life jobs! A beer and tea with Dan and Lex and another early night!