Further Adventures

The Mum I spoke to last night was the version who soldiers on regardless of her latest physical pains, problems, indignities, but finds explaining them in some considerable detail a kind of relief or temporary release. She's had a problem with some sort of wound on her leg that has been dripping copious amounts of clear fluid and to which she seems to have had at least two different doctors attending. As far as I can gather it has now dried up and she was expecting a nurse to come round with some new medicine. She sounded a bit miffed telling me that Maureen had said it was nothing to worry about, but that made me feel a bit more reassured that nothing major was going on. I'll be ringing later to see whether the nurse came and settled everything. If she didn't, I'll certainly hear about it.

We're intending to go up to Melaka on Tuesday and deal with another patient in the form of Noi's father. He's got an appointment at the hospital regarding his on-going treatment for a blood clot on the right side of his brain and it's our chance to help the family deal with things in a little way. His behaviour has been a bit erratic of late with his mind wandering. I'm hoping this is a temporary thing, connected to the medication and the effects of the clot itself, and that treatment will go some way to restoring a bit of equilibrium.

So things are far from hunky dory, but our knowledge that they could be a lot, lot worse helps us stay positive. Not that our feelings matter too much in all this. The only thing of any importance is that we try to be and are of some help in our woefully limited capacities.