We get there 5 minutes early to be told they’re running
on time, and then we get seen half an hour later! While we wait there’s a
little lad running around who comes and talks to us, and he makes me remember
wistfully when the teenagers used to be small and cute. We then take half an
hour over our appointment as the nurse we’re seeing is pleasant and chatty.
When we come out it is starting to rain and the first thing I think is that I
have a washing line full of drying clothes out. How times change; but that is
the mindset of a house husband I guess. I get the eldest back to school in time
for afternoon classes, get home and put the washing in the dryer. It wasn’t as
wet as it might have been and I’ve soon got it out ready for ironing.
This afternoon consists of dusting, vacuuming, a friend
dropping in for a cup of tea then getting the youngest’s kit together for his
Duke Of Edinburgh hike this weekend – we are praying for dry weather. I cook
tea and feed the family, then I pick up my mum and it’s off to visit the ailing
one who has now been moved to a specialist hospital half an hour away, and the
bad news is he’s now facing a major operation, and could be in for three weeks.
So it is bad news all round for patient and visitors, but we’re British so we’ll
soldier on and get through it.
Yours spending more time in hospitals
Jay
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