Well, they sent him home Friday teatime, and by Saturday teatime he was back in, reminds me so much of how it was with my Dad. He spent the night in the chair on Friday night as he could not make it up the stairs, had to have a bucket in the kitchen to wee in, how dignified is that, sometimes I fecking hate the nhs system (not the people who work there, just the bloody system). The doc who readmitted him agreed totally he had been sent home too early and that enough had not been found out about his home situation regarding stairs etc. So we will see how it goes.
I cleaned the whole house yesterday and even did a couple hours of ironing which I never do, not my forte, but needed to keep busy while Loretta was away. Last fave gig of the year last night and feeling quite bereft after it, might be a culmination of lots of things, or just one, who knows. We went out today and did some more Crimbo shopping, and for some food and booze and then tea at wetherspoons, and yes I ate the chips, but that is my only sin this weekend. 2 days off now, vets tomorrow for Finn's booster but that is my only planned event. Plenty to do, wrapping, cards and all that ****. Put tree up yesterday too. Somehow still not getting the Crimbo vibe but not surprising really. Hope you lot are well xxx