10/03/2023
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I popped my head around the door of her hospital room. The radio played old-time tunes in the background as she gazed at the wall ahead. โWhat are you doing here,โ as a smile grew across her face.
Sat in a chair, pyjama clad, her hospital bed made neatly, the hum of nursing activity filled the ward corridor.
She was not expecting me.
The nurses were busy. ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธThe โweโll have her dressed and ready for pick up when you arrive,โ memo clearly wasnโt transmitted.
I explained that Iโd come to take her home. A glint in her eye, โoh thank you, darling,โ she said.
I shut the door, drew the curtain to give her privacy and slowly, she allowed me to help her dress.
I noticed her swollen calves, a note to self that weโd have to get those up as soon as we were home. The bruises down her wrists and across her hands were a sign of intravenous fluids and blood tests.
She looked fragile.๐
Enlisting the help of a very kind nursing assistant, in regal style, we wheelchaired her to my waiting car. โYour carriage awaits,โ I teased her. Fortunately, I remembered the zimmer frame.
Carefully and ever so slowly, we transferred her to the passenger seat. Her mobility noticeably deteriorated.
As I drove, she recalled memories as we passed places familiar to her and yet, so soon sheโd forgotten sheโd been in hospital. ๐ฅWhat a blessing for her.
With a โchallenge Anikaโ (if you know, you know,) approach to getting in the door, the gravelled drive and doorstep hurdle was overcome.
Catching her breath momentarily, she leaned into her walking frame, โhello house,โ she said, the familiar surroundings a comfort.
โWhere are we going?โ she asked. Gently, I led her to the sunroom. Her favourite chair welcomed her.
โIโve had a lovely time,โ she said, โbut Iโm glad to be home again.โ
I smiled. ๐๏ธNo need to fill in the details. Her failing short term memory saved her thoughts of the emergency admission.
She was safe and comfortable surrounded by her treasured photos and trinkets.
โReady for a cuppa?โ I asked her. โ โOh, yes please,โ she quickly responded. โAnd maybe a little treat with that?โ
โYou spoil me,โ she said.
Some minutes later, armed with a fresh brew and a side sweetener, I stepped into the room. Sheโd fallen asleep.
I wonder what she dreamed of? โฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆโฆ.
โ๏ธIf youโre wondering whether I might be able to help you or your loved one as I did with Lettie, the lady in this story, please feel free to call or message me.
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