Poxy Chickens!

Ciara and Yvonne spent last night in Portlaoise so that Ciara could get a platelets and blood transfusion. The platelet count needs to be kept high to stop things like nosebleeds.

They arrived home about 3.30 this afternoon and Yvonne gave me a call to tell me as soon as they got in. About 30 seconds later, I received a call from Our Lady's Hospital in Dublin. Apparently Ciara has been in contact with Chicken Pox!!! Our stupid roomies who kept Ciara and myself awake three nights in a row had it. They were the worst room mates ever. The little girl's mum was such a heavy sleaper that she wouuld't wake up if her daughter needed anything. I was constantly up calling the nurse to get them to sort out the girls drips so they would stop beeping. On top of that, the mum was the kind of person who thought it was ok to leave her seven year old alone in a tiny hospital room for hours at a time and wondered why she was crying when she got back. Still, not every one can be perfect parents like myself and Yvonne.

Back to the Chicken Pox. I told Yvonne that Ciara needed to go to hospital for an infusion of a drug to try and protect Ciara from getting Chicken Pox herself. Let's just say that Yvonne wasn't too impressed with the thought of another night in hospital with Ciara on what should have been our week off. Ciara was devasted at the thought too.

Luckilly it turns out no ton be an overnight job and they both should be home this evening.

We will now have to keep an even closer eye on Ciara now for a month, as in her condition she wouldn't be able to go through chicken pox normally and would need further attention. Still I guess we get single rooms for a bit when we go in for chemo...