Boxing Day

I woke up feeling a bit bloated and windy, too much veg with the Christmas dinner I think. Shell was in the loo, she had not been right all night. Stuart was impatiently waiting for it, both of them had diarrhoea.

First thing to do, check Kim, her temperature was fine. You may be wonder why we are pre-occupied with Kim temperature, well here comes the science bit*.

Acute Myeloid Leukemia (AML) causes a drop in healthy blood cell production including White cells, Chemotherapy also causes a drop in white cells. This weakens the immune system. With the white cell part of immune system depleted other mechanisms kick in to combat the infection, one of these is fever. This is a very simple and affective why of picking up on illness in Kim and others with depressed immune system though leukemia and Chemotherapy.

Right with that out of the way, back to boxing day**. I can't decide if Shell and Stu have an bug or food poisoning, I'm not much to go by as my insides with take a lot of punishment. So it end up with a debate over what to do with Kim, let her stay or take her back to hospital.

Now Kim had very strong thoughts on this. The hospital staff had strong thoughts on this. I had thoughts on this, Shell Just had the urge to keep going to the loo! Oh and had thoughts on this.

The Hospital wants her to come back in, Kim wants to stay. Shell wants her to stay as healthy as possible and if that means going back to the ward then so be it. My thoughts, Well Kim will not move unless we physical carry her out to the Defender. The jury is out on why Shell and Stu are ill, and over the last 4 hours her Temperature has not change for the worst, it very healthy for her.

As this debate goes on Stu wants his mate in the house, and is not happy with the reply of no, from me and Shell. And headed off in a huff.

Where did the debate end up. Kim could stay with twice the amount of temperature checks, one move in the wrong direction, then it straight into the ward, no argument. Kim was sort of happy, The hospital and Shell was not happy, and Me well I was observing her and making the decision on the ground, and the less stress Kim had the better. So I was happy to go along with it.


*That saying reminds me of that bloody hair advert.
** There is a joke there about gloves, but I cant think of it.

Christmas Day - Part 3

Kim pulls a face and mutters as I wave the thermometer at her. “I'm fine, I don't need to do that to know I'm fine” “well, if you are fine, then you won't mind proving it to me” was my reply as I put it in her hand.

As Kim sits there with the thermometer in mouth in my mum & dads front room, We have only just finished the beef or turkey baps. Steph and my dad are setting up her wii, with some comical moments.

Kim hands back the thermometer say “told you I was fine, why do we have to go though it all the time, its almost as bad as at hospital, they keep doing it every five flipping minutes” I threaten to use my BP & Oxygen Saturation* machines when we got home if she carry on complaining. Her reply was something like**,' you can go away with that idea'

With the Wii set up it was time to play, bowling as four people could play it, as we did steph got over enthusiastic and her control flew out of her hand, flying straight up in the air and hit the ceiling hard, she dives of to side as it thuds to the floor near where she had been standing. We all laughed after we all looked up to see if there was a dent.

After much fun with the wii and time getting on. It was time to head for home. We are all tried out, and every one falls asleep, well almost everyone. I lay there looking at the ceiling thinking about the fun we had today, and how having a seriously ill child bring home the family togetherness that Christmas is all about.


*pulse oximeter as used by ambulance crew to see if you need oxygen.
** There was a few rude words used, I will leave you to work out what she said.

Christmas Day - Part 2

Shell and her mum Pat are busy cooking in the kitchen. The smell wafting out was wonderful, there is nothing like the smell of a Christmas dinner being cooked. I could not hang around the kitchen door taking in the wonderful mixture of smells. I got to get on and set up for the dinner.

With eleven People eating, I had to get the table, well to be correct tables and chairs ready. We had some and the rest came from mine & shell parents. So cue the Christmas favourite of walking across the road, with a dining chair from the in law in each hand.

Before long half of the table was up in the middle of the front room, my parents arrive with a garden table and chairs to join ours and complete the the extra large table area. As I looked around at the finished table with the mismatch chairs of differing heights, I knew that Christmas social meeting was upon us.

We all sit down to eat. Kim has opted for the sofa, and with the conversion of mine & shell's dad I don't blame her one bit. I see food disappearing under the table, thanks to Steph & Stuart. Then something runs into my legs. It was billy Kims dog having a whale of a time, with the food being chucked under the table for him.

With Billy Shut in the kitchen, there was nowhere for the kids to hide the bits of the Christmas dinner they did not like. My dad and shells dad George are putting the world to right over what was left of the sprouts , stuffing and cranberry sauce.

Christmas Day - Part 1

I am woken by Steph shout “Daddy, Daddy, It's Christmas Day. Get up Daddy.” a hyperactive 11 year old excited about it being Christmas day is not fun at, umm. I Finally get my eyes to focus, 0643 in the morning.

Bleary eye we all head downstairs, where Kim takes tablets and has her temperature checked, before opening of presents. The first to open a present is Steph, and its a wii. That I end up setting up as the rest of the present opening.

I don't know what happened for the next hour or so. I dosed off on the chair, When I woke Kim was on the end of the sofa near the TV playing a gentle wii game with Steph. Shell is in the kitchen, getting stuff in the oven for Christmas dinner. It not our turn for having Christmas dinner here, but with Kim being ill it is safer for her to limit visits to other house. So the In Laws are coming here, so we can go to my Parents in the late afternoon.

I check Kim's temperature, before heading off upstairs to get dressed, As I do Shell's mum turns up to help with the cooking.