Mum was at the hospital for a consultation resulting from chest pains over the last few weeks. She has had 3 visits to A&E (mainly accompanied by C3*) for heart investigations. When I was with her on one of the days they took so many blood tests it was scary. Anyway, the upshot is that they are 95% certain she has myeloma, a blood cancer. It was a shock to discover this out of the blue when we turned up at the hospital for what I thought was a cardiac consultation on Monday. It literally made my knees give way. The final 5% certainty can only be ascertained by a bone marrow biopsy, which is not recommended for someone of her age and frailty. Chemo is the only treatment for this cancer, and that is not recommended either, as it is unlikely to improve her quality of life. Mum's dementia continues to worsen. It is so sad to see her like this.
C2* has very recently had to have a triple coronary bypass. This was also a shock. The surgery went well, but he got an infection which extended his stay in hospital. He has also been left with atrial fibrillation - his recovery is going slowly.
Little Pea had a bout of very high temperature this week, but luckily, it turned out to be tonsillitis, rather than anything more serious. He seems to be prone to picking up bugs, and his autism makes it hard for him to reason with over taking antibiotics ( his medicine is orange-flavoured, and he hates orange-flavoured things). ToryDory has a painful sinus thing going on herself, also needing antibiotics, which makes it that little bit harder for her to cope with an unwell Pea.
Bex has a throat thing which is making her tired and miserable.
To top it all off, C3 has a chest infection, so he can't visit mum. I can't visit either because of my foot, so it all falls on K, who is popping in every day, as well as looking after C2. The woman is a star.
All in all, we're all feeling very sorry for ourselves.
* My brothers and I are the "Three Cs". I am obviously C1





























