Drama Filled Day

So Primrose had an allergic reaction to something during the night.

We're not sure what it was that caused this allergic reaction, but she was struggling to breathe. There was serious wheezing and gasping for breath.

She kept herself busy during the day, hoping that eventually, the feeling would pass and she would be ok.

She chopped up all the fruit that we'd bought yesterday and put them into bags for smoothies.

She did her washing.

We moved her out of the back bedroom thinking that there was something in that room causing it.

While I rode to the shop to get some zucchini to add to lunch, she smashed last night's leftover baked veggies and chopped some meat to add to bubble and squeak patties, which I cooked when I returned home.

By 2.30pm, her condition had not improved and she felt the need to see a doctor, so we drove into The Bay to try the Emergency department of the hospital.

In her home town, the hospital will tend to chest pain or breathing difficulties straight away, because they are considered dangerous conditions that need attention immediately.

We walked in and Primrose walked up to the reception desk. The person there asked her to take a seat and someone would call her shortly.

Fifteen minutes later (a long time when you're struggling for breath) she was called to the desk where they asked some questions, checked her saturation levels and took her blood pressure. Then she was told to take a seat until her name was called.

90 minutes later, she was called in through 'THE' doors - the doors that everybody is praying they will get called through SOON.

30 minutes later, she was still sitting in the little room to which she had been directed, and nobody had seen her yet.

All the while, she was gasping for breath.

Eventually, Primrose stood up and told the nearest staff member that she was leaving, so suddenly a doctor appeared.

While all this was going on, there was another woman in the waiting area, who had been there for an hour before we arrived, with a broken leg! She needed x-rays and for a doctor to check her leg. She had been sitting in a great deal of pain for more than 3 hours. Finally she was called in for her x-ray, but was then sent back to the seating area to wait for a doctor to call her in. By the time she was called for the second time, she'd been there for 4 hours.

After 3 hours, we left the hospital, still with Primrose gasping for breath and with no satisfaction whatsoever.

The level of care in The Bay compared to her home town are poles apart and The Bay leaves a lot to be desired.

After dinner, we sent her to her room to rest and concentrate on her breathing. Hopefully, tomorrow, she will wake up feeling quite a bit better.

Prior to us leaving for the hospital, Adoring Husband had a struggle with a piece of apple lodged in a very uncomfortable position in his mouth and which he had great difficulty removing. I almost had to drag him into The Bay with us for a serious 'apple extraction'!!

Hopefully, it will be a peaceful night of sleep for us all.

Nite all.