Sunday 3 June 2007

The Man Eating Futon Of Chapel Hill!

19:15 - A Weekend In The Wilds.................of Lincolnshire
Current mood: peaceful

Yes Folks. I ventured in to that dangerous, uncharted, wilderness known as Lincolnshire this weekend.

Was I there to meet up with some famous explorer who had dropped out of contact with the out side world a-la Dr Livingstone? - NO!

I was there to see my dad who is in hospital having had a hip replacement.

He had the op on Thursday 31st May, and I went up to stay with my mum on Friday.

Dad got the operation OK and the surgical team were and are very pleased with him. He is walking with the aid of a frame - and tomorrow (Monday) the physio team are going to get him walking with crutches and put him through his paces up ad down stairs. If things go to plan he should be home on Tuesday/Wednesday of this week.

This has been a family support operation! My sister and her family stayed with mum & dad this week just gone so they were there when he went in to hospital. They went Friday night, I was there Friday through til this late afternoon.

My brother will be there from tomorrow through til Thursday.

So we have been trapsing back and to the hospital for afternoon and evening visiting. Luckily the hosptial is only 15 miles from my parents house but it still takes 30 mins to get there as its all country roads ( all round Will's mothers as they say round here!).

However the really excitement has had nothing to do with operations, hopsitals, visiting etc. Oh No.

Friday night I was attacked by a man eating Foton. I also made the mistake of using the loo with the light off and ended up using not moist toilet tissue but Parazone Bleach Wipes, and that was after suffering the ignominy of getting stuck when trying to sit on the loo without moving the device that has been placed over it so it is the right height for dad to use when he gets home. (Designed for Hip Op patients not lardy arses that weigh 22 stone). SO having decided I need to move said contraption I then manged to get it tangled up in my jeans so I nearly fall over the damn thing!

Oh, I had a second run in with the man eating futon this morning. I was returning to my room having showered and dressed, and on entering i managed to step on my watch which dug in to my foot and made me lose my balance. I landed on the end of the futon and the top ended up on me!! I was laughing so much I couldnt get up!

So what with, no broadband, the killer futon, the spicy wet wipes it was more than I simple soul could bear. Oh then to make things complete I spent the last evening of my stay in the company of the Witches Of East Wick! (Well my aunty came up to stay, so what with her and my mum!) only joking!

But I'm back now. In the real world.

Yippee!