So much for turning the corner. I was disconnecting Jasmine this morning and the catheter slipped out of my hand and dropped into the cot, leaving me holding the cap which is supposed to cover the dark blue part of the catheter which no one is ever supposed to touch, and it was there open and touching the sheets. I picked the catheter up and for a split second (which felt like forever) I stared at it. I was so stunned at this outcome that I didn’t know what to do. Luckily, Neil was there and said, “Put the cap on.” So I did.
Then we rang the ward and went down there. The lovely nurses took a sample from Jasmine’s peritoneum and sent it off for testing. Luckily, the white cell count came back as seven, which is great and we came home with two nights of bags full of antibiotics.
Actually we pushed the buggy full of dialysis fluid round to PizzaExpress and we had our lunch. And as Jasmine’s temperature had been higher than it should have been on the very hot ward (37.9) during her observations, we took her temperature again and rang the ward to tell them it was all normal again (37.2). After that and a big nice pizza, we got a cab home.
We were so lucky. I am so cross with myself. But as Neil said, if he had done it, I wouldn’t have been angry with him. He certainly wasn’t angry with me. We are so hard on ourselves, and I am trying to forgive myself. Anyway, at least Jasmine is fine. We got her checked out and we have antibiotics so that is good.
Hi Ruth Just wanted to say hello, think of you often and keep an eye on how your doing via your blog. Sorry you have been having such a hard few weeks.
Here’s hoping your getting all these colds etc out of the way before new baby arrives. Your Jasmine really sounds like quite a gal, have alovely image of her patting your back. The 3 of you are a great team. Much love Lynn