After a temperature of 39 degrees after her afternoon nap yesterday we ended up at the GP and then at the local paediatric department of the hospital. After much too-ing and fro-ing, 10 puffs of salbutamol via a spacer welded to the face of a red-faced screaming Poppy, a chest x-ray and a cursory poke at the offered supper before refusing to eat anything, we left clutching a bottle of amoxicillin. Home at last about 830pm, and thanking the heavens that we could come home as there was no way Poppy was going to sleep in a room with Winnie the Pooh on the wall facing the cot and a serious lack of blackout blinds.
Our trip to Cardiff for hubby's laser eye surgery was a success, all went to plan, except the nightmare trip home where there not one but two accidents on the M4. Poor hubby was almost jumping out of the car window in order to distract himself from the intense burning and itching which is the immediate aftermath to the surgery. Apparently like a serious case of eye-burn when you peel onions. But which has lasted about 5 hours and you can't make it stop or touch your eyes. Rather him than me. Can't wait to see him tonight when we have to tape the eye guards to his face so that he can't scratch his eyes in his sleep!
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Oh poor hubby, that sounds awful. Hope he manages to get some sleep.
ReplyDeleteI heard on the news about the accidents on the M4, and I was thanking my lucky stars that I no longer had to drive back from work in Cardiff in rush hour. So sorry that you got stuck in it, it's happened to me enough times that I know what it's like.
I do hope Poppy gets better soon, sounds like she was really poorly :(
Hope you manage to get some sleep over the weekend xxxx