It’s been a funny old time.
It seems that the Zoledronic Acid infusion that I had last Friday, has caused some unpleasant side effects – hip pain, flu symptoms, faintness … things like that.
That was followed by the biopsy on Monday… with all of the associated stress effects (which turned out to be unnecessary) 🙄
Then on Wednesday I woke with stomach pain, and battled through the morning trying to make it go away. It did very slightly, and in the afternoon I decided to have warm shower to help me feel better. I took my time. After the shower, as I was wrapped in a towel, Mandy called me to see how I felt. This was at about 3pm.
I said I don’t think I can stand here, holding onto the sink, any longer, and with that slowly fell to the floor.
I couldn’t get up.
Whatever I tried … I could not get up.
I shigled my body, with Mandy’s help, from the shower room to the lounge.
This we not good at all.
I tried pulling myself onto it a settee – impossible!
We tried all sorts of ways – and in the end, at 6pm, decided that we had to call 999 … and did.
There was a surprisingly quick response, and I was rapidly checked over by two brilliant Paramedics.
They levitated me on an inflatable lift 👏😊
And to our relief there was no need for a hospital visit.
They were truly wonderful.
The only thing that they left us (Mandy) to do was to take a urine sample to my GP
We did that this afternoon, and it turns out that I have an infection, and at 7pm this evening I started a court of antibiotics. 👏
Thank God for our NHS 👏🌈