When Daughter 2 got back from Sierra Leone on Sunday evening, Hub and I decided that we’d leave that night and we arrived home at midnight – it’s over 200 miles, but on Sunday night all the roads were clear and it was the best time to travel.
We were lurching about feeling rather fragile after the non-stop razzamatazz of looking after our grandchildren, not to mention the journey … when we got a phone call from D2. She was in A and E in her local hospital, with pancreatitis.
She’s had this before, some years ago. It is a nasty thing and can be very serious. Lots of praying …!
After an anxious coupla days, we managed to contact her tonight. She’s had an MRI scan and the medics could not detect anything abnormal or any reason for the flare-up. There is a possibility that it’s connected to the type of anti-malarials she was taking.
So be warned … if you’re needing to use them, check out the list of side-effects …
Anyhow, she is sounding and feeling much better tonight, and we are very relieved and thankful.
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