Quite a busy few days in Milton Keynes hospital . I saw my parents on Saturday. They seemed wobbly on their feet but in good spirits.

Sunday our family zoom. Well my sisters dont like zoom so actually its just my brother in Canada with whichever family is there My parents in Northampton and me plus who ever is here.

My mother said Dad was feeling unwell. She said she gave him a Rennie to help.

Canada and I both swopped glances and cutting a very long story short, we got him whisked off to Milton Keynes hospital . In this covid world all the consents etc etc are done by phone.So whilst little sleep was had by anyone I was able to speak to surgeons anaethetists and theatre staff before during and after the long long night and following day.

Life threatening situation was simply not averted by Rennies. Goodness sake. Emergency surgery organised.

I went in to the hospital last night. You have to book a slot in the morning. Only one visitor allowed per patient. I survived the wrath of the ward manager. Got my slot and arrived steeling myself for what was to come.

Bugger me, Dad was wide awake, telling stories and jokes and remembering the punchlines. I moved the warm, out-of-reach water jug nearer to him . Poured him a tiny can of coke. We had a giggle about those tiny cokes on aeroplanes. I got the nurses to put him on the butterfly scheme. A big butterfly sticker sits on the patient board to remind everyone that the patient may have memory issues.

He reminded me of a story of the District Nurse he was looked after by last time. His memory loss for small details ,such as this incredibly rude story, is not at all severe. He even remembered the punchline.

good night for now. remember Rennies don’t really do much good.

In future news my own appointment with Physio and a private face to face with Mr Urology about the stupid dam implant also the infected patch on my back. But I will tell you that next time. Not a word from Dipstick. His usually nice sometimes rude CNS has gone quiet as Not even Jerome has been in touch. They are all maybe working out how to make sure patients do not wear chinos, understand the hospital software so they can do appointments, work out how to tell patients that when they say Thursday they mean Friday. Idiot patients always getting wrong.