Yesterday I waited and waited all day. Finally Freddie came home by
ambulance at 7.40pm. They usually park right outside the gate but
this time they stayed on the road and he had to walk almost 200 yards home.
He had nothing to eat or drink from lunchtime and looked dreadful.
I think that was totally disgusting and shameful.
Talk about our glorious National Health Service.
Eventually after having food and drink I undressed him and made him
as comfortable as I could.
I broke the sad news about his sister and there was absolutely no reaction at all.
I couldn't believe it. So he has lost all emotion, he is completely flat. So sad.
Anyway, the nurse/carer came at 7am. and got him up, washed and dressed.
I had already done his medication and he'd had a cup of tea and breakfast in bed.
So thank God he's safely home but I think he is very poorly
and my life must change a lot.........