Monday, December 24, 2007
24th December. Will she, Won't she, No she won't.
The title sums it up. We thought that Grandma would be coming home today but the day seems to have been wasted waiting for the appropriate doctor to see her. Firstly we thought she would be seen earlier in the day, then it was changed to 7pm. So Grandpa went to the hospital for that time and then the time was extended to 9pm. After enquiries by the nursing staff it was discovered that said doctor does not start his shift till 9pm and it would be at least 10.30pm by the time Grandma was seen. So we decided that she should stay until tomorrow because if she came home without seeing the doctor them it would mean discharging herself and that would only complicate things further. So Grandpa came back home on his own.
Grandpa had to take George the cat to the vets this morning as he has a bit of a cystitis problem, so now has to have drops put down his throat (this will be fun).Plus I am told he has a flea problem and I will have to put some drops into his fur, Harry will also get this treatment (double the fun), George also has a heart murmur and is a bit overweight I am told. So we now have a overweight flea bag with cystitis and a heart murmur and probably a underweight flea bag with a limp called Harry. Its back to the vets next week and I have to get a urine sample from George (such fun). Grandpa went to Asda at 3.15 to get some cat food but finished up in the local Co-op instead. There were queues trying to get in both entrances and queues trying to get out of Asda. I thought what the hell are all these people doing there at 3.15 on Christmas Eve as the place closed at 4pm, they must be stark raving bonkers. Well my rave over and I will wish you all a Merry Christmas Day and lets hope Grandma will come home tomorrow, at least she will get a Christmas dinner there. Bye for now. GRANDPA B.
Grandpa had to take George the cat to the vets this morning as he has a bit of a cystitis problem, so now has to have drops put down his throat (this will be fun).Plus I am told he has a flea problem and I will have to put some drops into his fur, Harry will also get this treatment (double the fun), George also has a heart murmur and is a bit overweight I am told. So we now have a overweight flea bag with cystitis and a heart murmur and probably a underweight flea bag with a limp called Harry. Its back to the vets next week and I have to get a urine sample from George (such fun). Grandpa went to Asda at 3.15 to get some cat food but finished up in the local Co-op instead. There were queues trying to get in both entrances and queues trying to get out of Asda. I thought what the hell are all these people doing there at 3.15 on Christmas Eve as the place closed at 4pm, they must be stark raving bonkers. Well my rave over and I will wish you all a Merry Christmas Day and lets hope Grandma will come home tomorrow, at least she will get a Christmas dinner there. Bye for now. GRANDPA B.
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