Saline, stat!

Karl is clearly on the mend.  He's taking fluids now and has eaten something for dinner.  The course of anti-biotics prescribed to him obviously, it seems to me, are doing their job well.  He's still lethargic, although he's getting pretty tired of being tired, and that in itself is quite tiring.

 

Mum on the other hand isn't doing so well.  Her visit to the doctor this morning resulted in a course of anti-biotics, not to treat the influenza the doctor says she has, but to prevent the onset of pneumonia.  She's suffered from it before so it is an obvious complication for her following the flu.  She is just the most miserable I've seem her in a good number of years.  She tells me that she is suffering all the same symptoms as she did when she had pneumonia last time.  She's in bed now, but I'm a little afraid to go to bed myself just in case she deteriorates and needs me during the night.  Unless the anti-biotics start having a very real effect by the morning I think I'll be carting her off to casualty and ask that she get anti-biotics by I.V.  I don't actually know what the danger is, but its scary nonetheless.

Good night, Vance.