So many things have happened in the last few weeks that it seems impossible to think about it all.
My husband has been rushed into hospital a total of 3 times in this period, which has not been fun or easy.
The first time, the ambulance crew thought that he had had a stroke...but he was tested and given a lumbar puncture and sent home with a big no.
The second time, the ambulance crew thought again that he had had a stroke...but he was tested again, given 3 more lumbar punctures, and was told he had viral meningitis. They sent him home the same day...with anti-virals and a promise that he would rest.
Then this third time, he was rushed in with suspected bacterial meningitis, and given another 3 lumbar punctures...he is getting good at them now...and told that he had swelling on his brain.
In all this time, my mother in law has been with us...and I couldnt manage without her. She has been my angel.
We asked her to come the first time was needed because we didnt know what was going to happen with papa elephant. He was only in for a short time, so she went home again.
The second time she was here for 3 weeks because he was in for such a long time.
Then this time she is here for a week I think.
Normally we get on ok, but she has been my rescuer and my saviour.
She has kept the washing and drying up to date for me, and has looked after the boys whilst I have been working silly hours at school.
I have found new respect for her, and will always remember what she has done for us...
