what a mission
05.04.2011 - 22.04.2011
i am home safe. After day number 7 of the second round of hospitalisation in Peru my insurance company flew me home, direct from hospital, last Wednesday, and a hellish 56hrs (and a visit by paramedics in New Zealand) later i arrived in Perth on Friday 22nd at 3pm, 9kg lighter, utterly exhausted, in a wheelchair, to a barrage of deathly squeezes by mum and nan and dad and Jess at the airport. Was great to be home. I had to follow the doctors orders, he seemed to think if i continued on to Bolivia i would of ended up coming home in a bodybag.
As of Monday/Tuesday i have finally started to see some improvement and boy does it feel great, even if its only small steps. I am pretty weak but getting stronger each day, and im constantly starving. Am gradually moving off of the soft diet (which consisted of chicken rice potatoes bread) and it is delicious to taste something else after 3 weeks of that shit. I might try out doing a short walk around our garden today. Sick of laying about. Its not even that comfy cos i have some bones sticking out.
While i am at home recuperating the next week or two, I am going to continue updating the blog, as there is still half of Peru to be done (Lima to Machu Picchu). So stay tuned!
Thanks to everyone for their support whilst in hospital, it was rather lonely and rather shit. But it was clean and safe. And my doctor, Dr Luna, was fantastic and spoke English which helped. The nurses didnt obviously, so i had to try and tell them bodily-function-things in my bad Spanish, which was quite interesting. Oh and i am now an expert at pooping in vials. Great aim. My arms look like those of a junkie from all the needles.
Sorry for nearly killing you with worry mum.