Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Comatose, that's what I am

Today, I went to Oxford - no I didn't drive - I was driven, and didn't walk much either! I could get used to this being driven bit. Very relaxing.

Anyway, I went to Oxford to finally have that illusive meeting with the surgeon who operated on Geoff. He is a super man, and spent an hour talking to me. The rest of their posse sat and listened to our conversation. I don't think they understood much of it. We ironed out some things related to the Inquest, and established some common interest in discovering whether the infection I think G had was actually the one which escaped detection.

We also talked about the other hospital, and what could have happened, what should have happened, what did happen and what should happen now.

All in all, I am happy with the time I spent talking to him, and the course our conversation took. I feel as though some good things have happened as a consequence. They have also made changes in the way the families of people in the CCCU (Cardiac Critical Care Unit) are treated, and that can only be good. It is great to have made a difference. Or been part of the process.

So

Here I am back on the couch. Half asleep. Comatose. I can't believe how tired I get venturing off the couch. Wimbledon obliged by having rain while I was out, and the tennis is back on as I speak. I may still be on this couch in the morning.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......................

5 comments:

Bronwen said...

Well that's sounded like a good bit of therapeutic closure...
May you find peace where those questions once lay and may your healing both emotional and physical be thorough and strengthening...
Take care and God bless.

Mary said...

What to say? Your trip has been a long one - much longer than a day's drive.I am so glad you received the respect (at last) you deserve and that your trip to Oxford brought you some peace. Blogger hug to you.

Vee ~ A Haven for Vee said...

Linds, I am so glad that this meeting finally took place and that it went well. It can only be a healing thing and how wonderful that good can come from it in that the way other families will be treated has improved. God bless you for persevering. I think your children must be incredibly proud of you!

Dawn said...

This is wonderful news - that the doctor was respectful and listened. That they've made changes in the way families are handled - you have definitely made a difference in this world.

I trust your knee will begin improving - it has been such an ordeal for you! But just think, the deeply disguised blessing - you don't have to be with those monsters all day long!

Crystal said...

I sense peace and healing in this post, Linds. Love you!