Bad Communication

My Nan, the good days before she got ill
I'm at work today, and there is nothing out of the ordinary about that. What was somewhat distressing however was the phone call that I received from my sister to tell me that my Nan had been rushed into A & E because she was very unwell.
I get the phone call in the afternoon and I then ring my Mum who is already on the road to go and see my Nan in the hospital who tells me that she'll ring me when she gets there so that I know what the score is. But, from what I can gather it's not good, she's almost certainly going into kidney failure and has an infection of "unknown origin".
So most of the afternoon is spent worrying about that, with only something to distract my mind from things when I get handed some urgent work to do which ultimately results in me being at work until 6.30 pm.
By the time I get home I've still not heard anything from my Mum and then make a few calls to the hospital to track down where my Nan is and what her condition might be - it is only then that I get a call from my Sister who has spoken to my Mum... it's not good, it's not good at all. And whilst I'm quite prepared to zip to Cardiff right away the general concensus of opinion is that in fact both me and my sister should wait until the morning as my Nan is currently in a stable condition, though that condition is not particularly promising.
My evening then is spent glued to my mobile phone in case I get a phone call (and quite possibly one that I don't really want to receive).
Posted by Abi on the June 24, 2005 9:51 PM


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