29 June
Rodney was up, showered, belongings collected and in the ambulance back to Wexford Hospital just before 3 pm. Hallelujah. Walking up to the hospital here every day will be a great improvement on the day trip by bus to St Vincent's every other day. Rodney is wondering if it's possible to stay in the apartment and just visit the hospital for the intravenous antibiotics twice a day. Or, whether a community nurse could visit the apartment to administer the antibiotics. Rodney is naturally itching to be out of hospital, able to set his own regime and eat the food he prefers.Navigated successfully to Lidl this morning. Found EUR3 reading glasses strength 3 and three paper backs for EUR1 at the St Vincent's charity shop. St Vincent was a French Roman Catholic priest renowned for his compassion, humility and generosity. He and St Brigid are everywhere. St Brigid was a leader in the early Celtic Christian Church and one of Ireland's patron saints.
Cooking (properly) for the first time since the emergency.
Walked up to the hospital for evening visiting time. Rodney is comfortable in room 19 - St Brigids ward again - looking out onto the hospital grounds. The reading glasses aren't right.
Masouf, a Sudanese doctor listened to Rodney's chest. He's worked in the Emirates and when asked where, we find he too was in Al Ain - desert all round he said, Ireland is green. The Filipino nurse inserts a canula for the drip on a second try. She's tiny and cheerful. Too much chatting she says when she's not happy with the first one. No talking while I try again. He's swabbed in various places, the routine when a patient arrives from another hospital. Weighed in at 68 kg. The hospital staff is a happy mix.
The tree for the antibiotic drip arrives and Rodney, changed into PJs and in bed, is being hooked up as I leave. Different stories about the antibiotics - nurse says four intravenous doses a day! Hopefully a clearer story will emerge when Dr Harkins does her rounds tomorrow.
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