Beware the Ides of March!

If you wonder where I have been, the back end of last week was busy, and this week has been crazy! I spent more than half of Monday night in Accident and Emergency with my Mum and her red swollen foot - by the time she admitted to my brother and I that she had a problem, she had reached the point of not being able to walk, so we had to call an ambulance for her. Of course, it had to be a crazy busy night in A and E, so we ended up with a four hour wait, followed by an hour and a half of seeing doctors, blood tests and decision making. She was diagnosed with cellulitis and kept in overnight to give antibiotics a chance to kick in. My brother and I got home at 4am.

On Tuesday she was mobile again - albeit slowly - and was able to come home in the evening. We now have her staying with us for a few days while she recovers. The doctor visited yesterday, and feels the foot is doing OK, but is concerned she may have a blood clot in her leg, necessitating a trip to the surgery for a blood-thinning injection and another trip back to the hospital today for a scan. So, all in all, a crazy few days.

Of course, I should have guessed something like this would happen. Tuesday was Angel's birthday, and this is the third time in eight years that a family member has ended up in hospital on her birthday. Angel was born on the Ides of March. Clearly this was not a good thing and she should have waited for St.Patrick's Day when she was due. I have a lot of sympathy for poor old Julius Caesar.

Normal blogging will resume when I get out of chaos mode.