The reason I needed my laptop so desperately was that I urgently needed to research where I would be going when I was discharged from the hospital.
My grandmother had a hysterectomy back in the 1980’s and after being discharged she spent some six weeks at a convalescent home, and I foolishly imagined that some such help would be available to me; as I was not sure how I would cope living in Thebus after such major surgery as a radical hysterectomy.
Knowing the operation was booked I had started asking what options might be available to me when I had been unexpectedly admitted after my visit to the consultant in January. I have to say in hindsight the answers to my questions were evasive; saying that nothing could be done until my operation was over and I had been given a discharge date.
But now my operation was over. I seemed to be recovering well and I expected to be discharged fairly soon, so began to renew my enquires. That was why I desperately needed my laptop.
Basically there seemed to be no convalescence available and, as far as I was informed, few other options available. I was asked if I was computer literate and advised that my best option would be to search on the internet myself, and given a gateway site – which in fact seemed to contain little relevant information. A social worker called and gave me a piece of paper with some pencilled suggestions, including a bed and breakfast address in Gloucester Docks and the local Travelodge. But one thing did emerge from our conversation and that was that, if I had funds, I would be required to contribute to the costs of any care. When I pressed to know to what extent, it transpired that I would be required to pay any costs in full.
I phoned a few care homes. The cheapest was £450 a week but that was sharing a room with a dementia patient, and the dearest was £2,350 a week plus extras! And I must say I felt neither was suitable!
Thinking it through I felt my best option would be a comfortable hotel in a smallish town and having some knowledge of the area decided on Malvern as a good place as any to spent the next few weeks. But of course I still hadn’t been given a discharge date, so could do nothing about booking up.
On Friday morning the doctors visited the ward on their rounds, examined me and said everything was looking okay and I would be discharged later in the day!!!
Brother Mike having only delivered my laptop the evening before I had not had time to do any research and was hardly in a position to book, pack and arrange to get from Cheltenham to Malvern, and as yet had no idea where I would be staying when I got there!