Thursday and it starts with one of those phone calls you do not want. The alert service rings to tell me that my partners mother has been found on the floor adn the carer cannot move her. An ambulance has been called. Before I can ring my partner she rings me and new discuss the options given that we are being told that the ambulance could be up to two hours. As it turns out the ambulance arrives and the para medics decide that hospital is the best option. A a result my partner picks up her brother and they go straight to the hospital. They spend the rest of the day there until the evening when eventually they return home with the carer, who I drive back to my partners mothers home, accompanied by my eldest daughter.
As for me I did little apart from retreat to the Shed and write letters and visit the post box. I found the hedgehog food had not been touched so renewed it and made a mental note to check it tomorrow. To my pleasure my new book arrived, another Claire North novel, Notes from the Burning Age. I’m looking forward to finding the time to read it now. I take my night med set the dishwasher going and go to bed.
Friday I’m awake and aware that the household is already up. I have breakfast and then walk down to the local shop to get a paper and to get some cash from the machine before taking my partners car to the garage to fill up and check the tyres. Back home I find there is some solicitors letters to deal with which means another trip to the post office. My new watch straps arrive so I spend some time getting the new strap onto my watch. I have to swap strap bars to do it but I get the job done My partner returns from her physio appointment and then goes off to see her mother in hospital. I continue to draft the blog before getting myself into the garage to train.
The garage can be a hard place sometimes and it took me a while to get going today but I set myself the task of going for an hour on my cruise level. It went okay in the end with me burning 800+ calories.
I get out of the garage and find a message from my partner from the hospital where her mother was admitted last night with reopened fracture of the spine. The message is brief and just says “They are discharging her!” I guess there is now going to be much organising and checking that everything and everyone is in place.
The evening sees my partner returns and me cook tuna pasta for tea. We settle down to a quiet evening evening of TV rugby and Have I Got News for You. I draft the blog and then clear the kitchen before downing my meds and going to bed for an early night.
