Monday's Long Song

Sorry for the lack of content on this site over the past week but we have had a bit of a trying time since last Saturday, on that evening Max was rushed to hospital in an ambulance after falling from a considerable height into the river from the path along the banks of the Clyde on the way up to the Falls of Clyde.

We spent a very anxious and frightening night in the A&E at Wishaw General with the boy under constant observation until he could get a CT scan and then the horrible wait for the results.

"The good news is", said the consultant after reviewing the scan and contrary to the evidence of looking at Max, "that miraculously, there is no damage to the head or broken bones, however his spleen is in three pieces and will probably need to be removed but over all he is a very lucky boy". I looked at L and I could see from her face the same mixture of emotions going through her head, relief but also the fear of surgery and Max's future without a spleen. The consultant then left to go and speak to the surgical team and get things organised but came back a couple of minutes later asking if we knew exactly when the accident happened as she thought that there may be a chance of an alternative to surgery but it meant that a drug had to be administered within a certain period of time after the fall. So we thought back and it turned out that the fall would have occurred within the time frame. 

In the early hours Max was moved to the ACCU unit where he remained until Tuesday when he was moved to another ward. To cut a long story short he is now home bruised battered and extremely sore but a very lucky boy none the less as it could very easily have been a completely different outcome if it hadn't been for his pal's lack of fear in jumping in the river and pulling him out, the police for going by as another two friends were carrying him home, the ambulance crew and not least the staff in AE at Wishaw General. During the night I was talking to one of the nurses asking if A&E was always as hectic as it was that Saturday and she replied "yip, xxx and I this do this extra shift most Saturday nights, we work during the week at the Beatson" Glasgow's cancer hospital. 

On Sunday night as Leo and I were coming home from the hospital leaving Lynn to sleep on the chair next to Max, this track from 2011 came on the iPod and although it did not absolve me of all my cares and worries it did calm me down for the nine and a half minutes it was on for.

Free School - Lemon (original)

This is not the time for politics but anybody who is thinking of voting for the Brexit Party should think twice as the fascist in charge of that party is on record stating that he was in favour of an insurance based health service such as the USA. Under such a system my son's treatmet would have been a lower priority than our ability to pay for it.