I think I have mentioned it was Nats 61st birthday on 21st April. We decided to bring him home for a few hrs and invite friends and family to share his day.
Well the table was laden with food, the black cab booked to meet me at the home and I was telling my grandaughter we had to leave now. The phone rang and I recognised the voice of one of the nurses at Nats' place.
I heard the words, "Nats, not well, been violently sick, very low blood pressure, racing pulse, shaking all over" My reaction, NO, he cant be, I've got all this food ready and over 20 guests on their way.
Such a caring wife!!!!!!!!
Told me they'ed ring back in 30mins. !5mins later, phone goes, they now have an ambulance on the way. I ask them to let me know which hospital they take him to and I'll meet him there. Tell guests to eat drink and be merry and wait for info.
Turns out, when the paramedics examine him they say he's better off staying there. We bring him home 2hrs late. He looks ghastly and a friend bursts into tears as she can't comprehend the deterioration since she last saw him. She is a carer of her husband so understands what this means. I observe the looks on some faces, shock, horror, despair and I am glad. I want people to see, really see, the reality of Alzheimer's disease. The total loss of a loved one, the devastation cast upon the family.
I guess the poor man should have stayed at the home, tucked up in bed. However he stayed with us for 3hrs, despite the children asking me to order his taxi at least an hr before I did. When he's here I find it so hard to send him back. Selfish I know but sometimes I have to put myself 1st!
much love to one and all. xxx