My husband is ill. He was a bit less-than-well when I saw him, as usual, at lunchtime, complaining of abdominal pain, a bit less nimble than of late. A nurse, summoned to address the problem, said he looked a bit peely-wally and tested his blood sugar (which was fine). I left making sure they knew he needed attention, but otherwise unworried.
Helen, who had been away visiting her brother Alexander on the west coast, got back and went to see him in the early evening and found him suffering from vomiting and that-word-I-can’t-spell. We’re waiting now for it to be nine o’clock which would seem a good time for phoning the ward.
Thank you for your help with my blood problems. Lou, your message was very reassuring. What the drs have prescribed for me matches, nicely, what you recommend. My sister (a dr, remember) looked into blood-thinning medicines when this episode started, and was initially keen on one of the non-Warfarin ones. It turns out that Warfarin can be reversed, if necessary, with injections of Vitamin K, so it is the one prescribed for the elderly who, as a class, are prone to falling down.
Dawn, I would like to pursue the idea you mentioned — but the link you gave, interestingly, seems to lead to random articles from New Scientist. I started with something by Tam Dalyell and went on to an article about the spread of AIDS.
If I’m not here tomorrow, it probably means bad news from the hospital.