Sitting in senior daughter’s bed on the top floor of her student house whilst she is in hospital.
This morning, whilst feeling at sea before we visited her, I exorcised the fridge, which was starting to evolve new life forms around its contents.
It is now clean, sparkling and quiescent.
Today I couldn’t resist buying a new washing up brush, and have designs on mopping the sticky kitchen floor tomorrow.
Junior daughter and I had a really lovely day by her bedside on the ward.
We have chatted, laughed, eaten soup and sandwiches, grapes and chocolate, drank tea and played scrabble, gin rummy and “shithead” (I think – another card game).
She is feeling better, her pain is under control and the sight of the external fixation pins and bolts together with the bloodstained pillow supporting her pinned heel has become quite normal.
We stayed for 7 hours and the time flew.
Hoping the definitive fixation surgery will happen tomorrow
Junior daughter is at present ensconced downstairs, drinking wine, surrounded by her sister’s housemates and an ever thickening cloud of cigarette smoke, and I have retired to the attic to watch Netflix.
Life is good.
Family is everything.