This week should be enjoyable, but so far, it’s been the complete opposite.
I was going to write this last night but I was in so much pain trying to control a panic attack that I didn’t have the energy to type.
My head is all over the place…
My Nan had a fall last Friday and, thank god, she pressed her panic alarm. Mum was trying to contact her and she was getting worried as my Nan didn’t answer her phone. After a few more attempts, finally got through, but it was a paramedic who answered and told Mum that Nan had a fall and was on the way to hospital.
An x-ray confirmed that she’d fractured her hip.
She had an operation on her hip on Sunday and she has to stay in hospital for the next few weeks… which means she won’t be able to attend our wedding.
I’ve been trying to keep calm but when I’m on my own, I just break down and cry.
Me and mum went to see her after physio on Monday, she’s always so happy to see me. She was still really tired from the operation so we didn’t stay for too long. But before we left, the doctor came around to assess her.
The doctor said she has a slight chest infection. They started treating Nan with antibiotics to hopefully clear it before it gets worse.
But I’m not happy… because of certain people acting like they give a damn about Nan, when they pick and choose when to be in contact with her. I’m not happy that people are making out that Nan is worse than she is.
I’m fuming.
People have no fucking respect or compassion, but as soon as one is in hospital, suddenly they act like the doting relative.
Fucks me off.
Then quite a few people have cancelled on us, mucked us about with regards coming to the wedding.
It’s just one bad thing after another.
I’m sorry that I’m not replying to comments and emails at the moment. Im really trying, I’m just exhausted.
I’m sorry.
