So, I am alone now.
This afternoon Ingo´s parents came to take Ingo to Luebeck Hospital, some 260 km from here.
There is some unspecified inflammation yet again, Ingo has water in his lungs again.
At the funeral of his Grandmother the other Grandmother, whom we never see, unexpectedly fast grabbed Ingo and gave him a very strong pat on the side, right onto the pancreas-area. Maybe that was the cause? He suffered from bad back-pain afterwards, since that´s the same nerve cord. It´s "just" phantom pain, but made him sit for three days and nights, lying down wasn´t possible. The next 1 1/2 weeks he sat/lied day and night on the sofa.
Last Monday he weighed 67 kg, the doctor found out. He´s 1,84 m tall.
He looks awful, just awful. Boney, small head, colorless skin, all grey and weak.
So yesterday the doctor found the blood-test gave even worse results and said, emergency, hospital, special tests needed. But, as we learned twice already, over the weekend the doctors do... nothing here in Braunschweig.
So after some phonecalls we finally talked to Ingo´s brother, Martin, who is a doctor. Luckily he is! Ingo asked me to read what adverse effects the newly prescribed antibiotic has and they really made me sick of fear! Martin calmed me down, saying he gives it to people all the time and I should stop reading those darn notes.
Phew. If not for this information I guess I´d spent the night awake, waiting for the worst to happen.
Martin called this morning, in the hospital where he works they have a free bed. He somehow managed to organize the tests starting today.
I hope that doesn´t mean it´s THAT serious.
Could not go with him, my colleague is on holiday, I have to be at work on Monday and frankly... I need some calm time for myself.
This was not easy. Due to being sick for so long, Ingo is just very exhausting. I can´t do anything right and we´re both very frustrated.
Plus I´m no good company today anyway. Today six years ago my father lost his fight against cancer and time does not heal the wounds.
Went to the gym and all, called my mother but it doesn´t help.
Especially after she told me my brother flipped out after seeing Ingo, since he was so much reminded of our Dad in his last days.
Well, he should see him now, two weeks ago he looked good, compared to now.
I hope they find out what the problem is, and can fix it and soon.
It sounds egoistic, but I´m glad my colleague is on holiday and I have to be here. I just feel I need a break from it all. Feels empty, though.
I do know there are people out there who´d say, HA, that´s nothing, look at me, I´d be happy to trade!
And I am very, very thankful Ingo has a brother who is a doctor and who makes sure the very best is done for him by taking him to "his" clinic.
I know were are very, very lucky.
Gnah, wishing a normal life back soon!
Am learning to respect life more. And will enjoy normality. And I want summer back! My sunflowers die, the weather is a very bad joke at the moment!
The day is over soon, am I glad.
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