Back home after a wonderfully peaceful stay at the Hospice, a truly lovely and caring place. It did both myself and Karen the world of good. For me, getting control of my pain, for Karen a few days of respite.
Tomorrow we start out on our journey to Leicester a journey that yesterday was seriously in doubt. I was in a great deal of pain taking 20mg of Oramorph every hour and by the end of the day I was quite spaced out. Today however what a change, I had 20mg at 0910 this morning and haven't had the need for anymore, time now 1930. That really is astonishing and I think they have now got the balance right.....50mg of Zoramorph twice a day and 600mg of Gabapentin 3 times a day with the backup of Oramorph as and when needed.
One of the members of my old support group came round to see me this morning and he described how there was a general discussion about the change of name which originated from the floor rather than the chairman and that all and sundry thought it was an excellent idea not just honouring me but as a good name for what we all want and a very good play on words, whatever I am immensely proud.
As an aside it reminds me of when I first joined the Gurkhas and on meeting my men and introducing myself they kept saying " Yes we know you are the New Man but what is your name?".......that went on for about 10 minutes before they finally understood that my name was Newman.
Best of luck everybody, thanks once more for the kind words....next stop Son No1s house.
Life is for living
Barry ( alias Barrington )