Saturday, December 22, 2007

About to Leave Hospital

My mother came over to our house this morning (it's not far: their house is next door).

"Have the hospital rung you?" she asked, in tones of great worry, which is how she announces all news, good or bad, these days.

"No, what's happened?" I asked, fearing the worst.

"They've moved him to another ward!" she said, horrified.

They have only moved him because he's about to be discharged to the nursing home tomorrow. We went to see him, and he's really very bored - he can't read as his eyesight has changed and he needs new glasses, and there's no television in the little side-room where they've put him.

But he cheered up mightily when we arrived. Here are Emily, Gareth and the Communist this morning.

I'm hoping that, by tomorrow, he'll be out of there.

3 Comments:

Blogger Silverback said...

Emily seems to have a strange goth-like growth sprouting from her armpit and the least said about her third hand the better.

She should have it all seen to while in the hospital.

Bet your dad can't wait to be out of there - I mean no tv on a Saturday afternoon !!! Damn but the NHS are a cruel lot.

Ian

2:56 pm  
Blogger Daphne Wayne-Bough said...

Home for Christmas, great stuff. All the best to you all. Communism's making a comeback, that should cheer him up.

5:53 am  
Blogger Honey said...

Congratulations! and the three look sweet, what a lovely photo!
x

8:35 am  

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