In The Bubble

We moved into the High Dependency Unit yesterday.
To say it was stressful was an understatement.

The room is about 10ft wide narrowing to 5ft and about 18ft long.
It has a small TV, a tiny fridge and a tiny bathroom.
Its clean and very basic bar the medical equipment lurking in the corner which  looks state of the art.

We named the unit 'the bubble' because that what's it reminds us of. A place designed to keep Brett safe whilst his body goes through the very dangerous Transplant process.

Brett already hates the room which is pretty unfortunate as its his home for the next 4-6 weeks, all being well.

Kev was the first to stay with Brett last night, in the Bubble and he really enjoyed it.
He learnt how to do the washing and drying, he learnt the ins and outs of entering the room.
Wash hands
Alcohol wipe anything that needs taking into the room
Place items into a polythene bag and seal
Alcohol wipe the bag 
Open the door with elbow and drop the bag on the floor
Close door
Wash hands again
Enter the room opening the door with the elbow.

We must not open the door if not totally necessary as its a pressurised room pushing the air out of the room to stop germs coming in.

I walked into hospital this morning full of foreboding.
Its not that I can't learn a new routine, of course I can, its what the routine represents.
My son is dangerously vulnerable to germs that you and I don't even register.

Oh Crumbs.