This is me this morning I’m afraid.
Yesterday was a nightmare, one I don’t want to ever have again.
Last Monday, Anita had surgery to remove suspicious activity in her thyroid. Everything seemed to go okay, and she came home on Thursday. She was a little breathless and very weak, but we thought this was to be expected.
What we didn’t expect, was for the breathing to become much worse every day, almost stopping on Sunday morning. We rang 111 but the answer message said to call later as they were so busy! We debated whether to call 999, but suppose they were too busy? At that point, we were getting frantic, so we all piled in the car and Anita’s son drove like a demon, hazards on and so fast, I was dizzy. At this point, Anita’s breathing was getting worse and she kept saying she thought she was dying. She was probably remembering that other time nearly two years ago when we made the same journey and she really was dying from a massive heart attack.
The roads were not busy, and any cars we came across soon got out of our way as we made the ten miles to the hospital. Within seconds, the A & E staff had her on oxygen and we all breathed a sigh of relief.
Turns out that it could be something that happened during the thyroid surgery, and we await the truth about that, hopefully, today.
So you see, I am probably even angrier than that cat…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 
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