Posted: Today at 08:28
Yesterday was exciting, in all the wrong ways. My Dad had a mini stroke, and fell, inside a locked house, with all of us more than 50 miles away. With a bit of ingenuity the ambulance and neighbours were roused, and he got to hospital quickly. There, thankfully, the symptoms gradually reversed, and his system "righted" itself. He is left with a fractured foot where he fell, and three terrifed, but very thankful daugters.
So we will spend the next few weeks looking after him in relays ....at his home initially, but I think soon we will bring him up here - just need to get a bed set up downstairs.
So my sweetpeas remain unplanted. (That was a warped joke ....sweetpeas didn't figure in the list of things I cared about yesterday)
And to think, that this time last week we were all wandering round Chelsea with him, thinking how well he was doing.
Last edited: 31 May 2016 08:30:09