Mother came to dinner and enjoyed her Sunday roast. Chris rang from America between the main and desert courses, so a well timed chat. After clearing the table and doing the pots I took mother up to the City Hospital to see Dad. He is much better, much improved on yesterday. Comparing this event to the last one I'd suggest that he is today, 24 hours after admission, where he was last time after 3 days on the ward. Mentally he seems to have lost a day, but, that is being put down to the affects of the morphine they administered to get him out of his chair and the house and into the ambulance.
Mother & I stayed with him from 14:00 - 16:00 (the whole of afternoon visiting time) apart from when I wandered off to the local store to get him a box of tissues that he asked for. Both of them are more relaxed about it because Dad has been told that they are treating him for exactly the same condition that they treated him for last time. He has a room to himself which is considerably bigger than the one he had for his last visit. Only thing he doen't have is a radio or tv that works - there is one in the room but it's bust. They are sending a person round tomorrow to replace it, but, as he mostly sleeps he's in no rush. A good sign is that he stayed awake for the whole of our visit, something he has not achieved over the last few months while he's been at home.
So yes, a really crap Saturday, but, a much better Sunday!
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