What a Long Hard Week it has Been
It wasn't flu. Finally I had a text teĺling me she was on her way to hospital. Her temperature was over forty degrees and they suspected viral menningitis.
Thankfulky it was not. However,she spent nearly a week in isolation and was very weak.Life goes on hold when you are visiting a hospital daily. It seems as if all acttivity is suspended. For a few days I was really worried. Apparently, so was the doctor.
Of course, I rushed to London and although Dad and Jess were in different hospitals, both were about twenty minutes from my parent's home.
Dad was soon home. My daughter was not. She spent the week in a grey room with blank walls.
Then the story had a happy ending. My daughter started to recover and went from being very weak indeed to wanting to get out of that grey room and walk around. She came home to a pristine flat, a clean and happy three year old and food in the oven. I am so impressed with her husband.
Now I am home again and feeling so grateful. Grateful to God and doctors and for our National Health Service. It wasn't perfect but there are no bills to pay and both my Father and child are home and getting well. It is time to put up the Chistmas tree and start making Christmas things. That was what I was about to do when the long, strange week began.
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