April 25/2017 

I made it home safe and sound from the hospital. A little worse for the wear. That was by far one of the worst hospital stays I have ever, ever had. Friday night was also a shit show. About 5 pm the nurses came in to tell me I was moving again 4 times in 4 days each time to a worse spot. I asked ahead this time about my room I told 3 different nurses I would not sleep on the cot. All good they told me. Until I was taken down to the GI ward, I got there and they wanted to put me on a cot. You need to see this to believe it. A room for 2 beds made into 3 with not even a side table at your bed the curtain has to hit one side of your bed or the other. I refused to go on that bed. This unit was just stunned. My emotions were so screwed up at this point I started to cry again ( seems like I have been crying a lot) the nurse who brought me down 2 floors was just so shocked at me she didn’t know what to do. They rolled me into the hallway where I stayed for one and a half hours in a wheel chair at 7 pm at night now. All the while nobody knew what to do with me,the nurse who brought me down said she had to go back to her unit so, she tried to give them my papers and no one  would take them. I held onto them. I finally called my sister Cathy and her and my two nieces came to the hospital, ( from their movie night) now the cat hair was flying. We took video of the room, video of the terriable nurse who was so rude and mean to me.  It really scared them a lot. That is how I got a bed. I knew then I was going home in the morning come hell or high water. I talked to Jamie and told him to be in early, I was going home. 

Saturday at 9 am Jamie arrived I was going home. Lynne also come in and it took until noon to finally see a doctor. I told her I was going home and needed her to ok it.  She was really great one of the nicest people I met in my 5 day stay in hell. I came home with meds and happy to be home. 

Monday morning I had an appointment at the Cross I was supposed to get chemo on Tuesday, but I was pretty sure that was not going to happen. I am still to sick, partly from diarrhea and then the antibiotics are also making me very nauseous. It is such a vicious circle. Jamie, Cathy and I all went to the Cross we were right no chemo this week. I need to get much better and much stronger. So I am back home trying to get stronger. Jamie has been so good I think he was glad I was home too. Even made a pot of homemade chicken soup for me. Who knew he could cook, or turn on the stove. Lol Hopefully I can pick myself up these next few days. 

I want to say I am not mad at all nurses I know some pretty terrific ladies and men who love their job and take it very serious. They are wonderful nurses. But I did run into a bad bunch. I have decided to write letters to my MLA, Minister of health, the hospital board at the University and everyone else I can think of. If anyone else would like to do so for and or with me. Please put on your letters ” In Statement of me”. I truly believe this can not be just let go. I also have some terriable stories from people I met in the hospital who had no one to help them unlike me. Please if you have time do this for me and the many others who need help. Thanks 

So now back to getting better and stronger I still have three more treatments of chemo to get through, and get through it I must. With all the ups and downs I really questioned this form of care I have chosen. But I feel like I have started so I need to finish. Wish me luck and hope I don’t need any more hospital stays. I can use all the prayers anyone is willing to send my way. I have at least 9 more weeks of this hell. Thanks for all your support and love it means the world to me. 

Tonight’s saying : in Case No One Told You a Today:  You’re beautiful, You’re loved, You’re needed, You’re alive for a reason, You’re stronger than you think, You’re gonna get through this, I’am glad your alive, And don’t ever give up !!!!

Beth😇