Deja vue

Last night I got a phone call from a paramedic to say that my Dad was rather unwell and they were taking him to hospital. Drove down today to look after Mum. It was a bit odd driving on the M25 and it being so empty. Just me and a lot of lorries and vans.

Dad was finally moved to a ward this afternoon and is on lots of fluids and antibiotics. Thankfully he’s Covid negative – so that’s one less thing to worry about.

Hopefully he’ll be home in a few days. All healing and positive vibes gratefully received right now.

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