My mother was more cheerful this morning, and had stopped moaning in pain, thankfully. She said she was still in really bad pain, though, "Worse than having a baby".
We stayed with her all morning, interrupted by various doctors, nurses, almoners, etc, and then went back to the WoMo to do some shopping and have lunch. Too hot to eat, really. It's about 35 C here!
When we got back to the hospital, no Mum! She had gone down to theatre about 5 minutes earlier. We were told we should ring up about 6:30 or 7:00 pm, so we decided to go to Oradour-sur-Glane and visit the memorial village there, where the Nazis had murdered 643 people in June 1944.
Sadly, it was too hot to really enjoy it; I ended up standing in the shade where there was a lovely breeze while the Swan Whisperer did a very quick explore. We went back to where we had parked the WoMo, but there his keys weren't! He went to retrace his steps and to ask if they had been handed in, which luckily they had, but that was a nasty few minutes there! I do have a spare set, but even still!
So we went back to the campsite and sat in the shade and dozed until it was time to ring the hospital. Who said Mum was back on the ward and all had gone well, and we could visit her this evening if we wanted to. Which we did, but we didn't stay long, preferring to let her rest. It was suggested that we not go in before official visiting hours start at 13:00, as the mornings get busy with treatments, washings, X-rays, etc. I was quite relieved, as had the staff been worried, they would have let us in any time!
We came back to the campsite, used the services, and are soon going to eat. Oh, and I bought some more nectarines, and of course, the missing ones promptly turned up!
Is it really still only Monday?
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