After the flight I was swiftly taken by mum, dad and David from the airport to mum and dad's. From there I saw Penny (my brothers dog who is being babysat by my parents). Animals do have an amazing effect on lifting the spirit so it was great to see her.
The next day involved catching up on some new television shows David had and lazing on mum and dad's couch. I did manage to stomach a whole meat pie which was the first lunch highlight I have had in 3 weeks.
Come Saturday I received a phone call from Peter Mac hospital saying they want me to come in but they have to check they have a bed. So after a little bit of a delay I received another phone call from Peter Mac saying to come in when we can.
That started the dilemma, the football was about to start but I really probably need to look after my health. With the angel (go to hospital) and the demon (Watch the footy) arguing on my shoulder for 30 minutes the angel won and we headed to Peter Mac.
I checked in fairly smoothly and was taken to my room on Level 9. Apparently I was meant to be on level 2 (the blood level) but they had no beds at the moment. The level 9 room was amazing, I had a great view over Melbourne and from the room you could see the MCG.
Later on I met my doctors and nurses (Jess was going to be my main daytime nurse. she was fantastic with always keeping me updated on things and explaining heaps, definitely the best nurse I've had). The doctors explained because it was Easter we couldn't do much until Tuesday but at least in hospital they could monitor me.
After that I had a kitchen staff come up and ask me to fill in my menu for tonight. After being in Singapore I nearly answered "I'll have the western meal". But after looking at the menu I was ecstatic. They offer a light dinner (sandwiches) or a cooked one with 2 options. If you don't like the options you can go to another menu for food. This menu includes all the good stuff like meat pies, lasagna, toasted ham and cheese sandwiches, pasta, dim sims. I felt I was going to settle into the hospital pretty well.
The next day involved catching up on some new television shows David had and lazing on mum and dad's couch. I did manage to stomach a whole meat pie which was the first lunch highlight I have had in 3 weeks.
Come Saturday I received a phone call from Peter Mac hospital saying they want me to come in but they have to check they have a bed. So after a little bit of a delay I received another phone call from Peter Mac saying to come in when we can.
That started the dilemma, the football was about to start but I really probably need to look after my health. With the angel (go to hospital) and the demon (Watch the footy) arguing on my shoulder for 30 minutes the angel won and we headed to Peter Mac.
I checked in fairly smoothly and was taken to my room on Level 9. Apparently I was meant to be on level 2 (the blood level) but they had no beds at the moment. The level 9 room was amazing, I had a great view over Melbourne and from the room you could see the MCG.
Later on I met my doctors and nurses (Jess was going to be my main daytime nurse. she was fantastic with always keeping me updated on things and explaining heaps, definitely the best nurse I've had). The doctors explained because it was Easter we couldn't do much until Tuesday but at least in hospital they could monitor me.
After that I had a kitchen staff come up and ask me to fill in my menu for tonight. After being in Singapore I nearly answered "I'll have the western meal". But after looking at the menu I was ecstatic. They offer a light dinner (sandwiches) or a cooked one with 2 options. If you don't like the options you can go to another menu for food. This menu includes all the good stuff like meat pies, lasagna, toasted ham and cheese sandwiches, pasta, dim sims. I felt I was going to settle into the hospital pretty well.
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