Wednesday, December 23/2015

Jane being released from hospital and Bill has been told to to be there between 8:00 and 8:30 AM. Picks us up to help. Parking lot largely full when we arrive at 8, but B, who has brought the wheelchair with him parks in disabled parking, pointing out that sticker or not Jane qualifies. Staff on ward say that Jane will simply have to wait her turn. Can't leave until the doctor has seen her, which will be some time after 9, which naturally annoys B, given the earlier info they gave him. Actually all care after surgery itself has seemed rather lacking in Standing Operating Procedure. Eventually doctors make rounds in a small gaggle, only previously experienced by me in films rather than during actual hospital stays. One four bed ward at a time. By this time Jane is in the corridor in the wheelchair, possibly regretting her decision to turn down the breakfast - slice of bread, hard boiled egg, triangle of processed cheese and tea. There is actually no final examination, discussion, instructions, but she is presented with a paper to sign, B pointing out that we don't actually know what the Greek says, though by this time he probably doesn't wish to pursue it. So by ten o'clock we're away. Regrettably passenger door not removable as with jaws of life in last night's accident. Jane manoeuvred into car (like royalty - sit first and then move your legs round, graceful even with miniskirts). Wheelchair in back and walking frame between Joe and me in back seat. 

At home Jane delighted to see B has decorated - fairy lights, gold tinsel, small tree with baubles. Even the ceiling fans sporting Christmas trim. Lunch outside and a friend, Katherine, from Jane's art group, drops by with treats from their Christmas meeting. Wine for those of us not driving, and K kindly drops us off near Lidl, walking distance from home.