Testing time for my MS (part one)

 I have come to the conclusion that it’s a good thing that I can’t see into the future. This blog will cover the first six months of my rollercoaster of a year, because it covers a large of time I will write it over a few weeks.

Christmas 2024 is when it all started, I didn’t feel quite right and I saw the doctor who was rather unsure of what it was. So home we went, but lo and behold I ended up in the early hours of the morning phoning 999. Safety in A&E the doctor started by doing a blood test. The test came back showing that my infection markers were 400 (they should be between 4 and 10).

I required further blood tests but typically they struggled to find my vein knowing I needed a cannula the decision was to guide me cannula in by ultrasound. The doctor came to the conclusion



 that the infection was either inside or outside my brain
. It was probably a good thing I was completely oblivious to my surroundings. While the doctor tried to ascertain what was causing it, I was given two different kinds of antibiotics one orally and the other by a drip. Dave and Shannon were quite used to hospital routine visited me daily. Not only that Shannon started making flowers out of used pill pots and coloured them in.




My left foot was still swollen and there was a crust that was forming on top and it was decided to take a swab. When the results of my swab came back I was told that I had cellulitis. The doctor informed me it would take more than a month to clear up but he said I could go home in two weeks and carry on the treatment at home, before I caught something else!

Not a good look 



I survived the hospital food, It doesn’t get any better!

On the menu today is….




True to their word I was out two weeks later armed with a variety of lotions and potions I went home but not before one of them women on the ward decided to kick off shouting and screaming that she was going to discharge herself although she was advised not to as she was still running a temperature, The woman left as did I.

Back at home I took a turn for the worse and two days later I was back in hospital this time with the flu 🤧. Soon there were four of us in an isolation war,with nurses reluctantly coming to attend to us. I just wanted to go home.



To be continued….




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