OFFICIAL BULLETIN
Day three and all seems
to be going well, Pa is now able to walk on sticks which is an
important step...if you will pardon the pun...to being allowed to
come home. The physiotherapists are giving the old boy no peace and
he even has to exercise while in bed.
It has always amazed me
how compliant Pa is with nurses,doctors and such like,should I try to
get him to do half the things they are getting out of him I should
certainly be called a: a torturer b: a sadist or c: a sadistic
torturing camp commandant!
These ladies are
treated to a “butter wouldn't melt” smile. People are always
telling me what a sweet man he is. After over forty years of marriage
I know exactly what sort of a man he is ….........
Actually he has been
very brave and we are very proud of the old chap ,he can be an old
bugger at times but he is our old bugger and we love him.
My son did not visit
hospital today as we were both in need of a break as well as the fact
that we want the house to be perfect when Pa returns. Yesterday,
while attempting to further this aim I took a bad fall and being
alone in the house made it difficult as I could not get back on to my
feet.
On hour later ,by which
time I was frozen stiff I managed to pull myself back indoors and
eventually ,using the monks bench as a stabilizer I got to my feet at
last. By the time ,my son returned the bruises very beginning to show
and I had become very stiff and sore. Last night was rotten.
Today the good news
from Pa has done much to lighten the gloom and we have hopes of him
being allowed home before the weekend.
To morrow is Pa's
birthday and my son will visit him taking in cards and
gifts,chocolate and a box of his favourite home made cookie baked
this morning in honour of the day.
The house looks lovely
with winter curtains at the windows and feels warmer too.
We have a feast planned
for the birthday boy once he is home,I am not sure my oven is big
enough for roasting the thing,perhaps we should make a spit in case.
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