Laundry Day
Since Mum has been in the Wellington she has been dressing in her own clothes, rather than a hospital gown. This, inevitably, has led to the need for washing.
Each week used clothes are taken away and replacements delivered - just like a real laundry service, except the person doing the washing is Dad.
Not being one to look 'wrinkled', Mum of course demands that her clothes are impeccably ironed, so rather than do this at home and risk ironing something that Mum doesn't really want - Dad brought up a bag full of tops and got Mum to select which she wanted. He then produced an iron, out of another bag, and proceeded to iron the selected tops, on the floor of the hospital room.
Once that was completed, he was handed another bundle of used clothes and the cycle begins again.
Freeview
Dad brought in a freeview box from home and I conected it to the TV in Mum's room. She now has a few extra channels to watch, including ITV4 (for the football).
Shopping trip to Tesco
Contrary to the previous entry, it is actually Thursday that Mum is going on her shopping trip to Tesco. Not sure what the budget is, but I'm sure she'll try and sneak some biccie's in there, to keep her visitors happy.
View from the balcony
Mum's hospital room is high-up on the 6th floor of the Wellington, and affords quite a nice view of the city.
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2 comments:
Hi Margaret, it was great to talk to you on the phone today (1st Oct). I'm amazed at how chatty you've got since I last saw you a couple of weeks ago. Keep up the good work. See you soon, love Kal.
Hi sis, your improvements continue to amaze all who are keeping in touch via this site. Just remember, John is a big boy now and he can cook his own pasta.
All our love, Anne.
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