We got up in the early hours needed the loo. Kev always wakes up around 3/4 am does his stuff on the Xbox, then comes back. We did eventually come back to bed and slept through to 8.30 am.
We had the idea to sit me up on the commode chair and Kev gave me the table so I could do my dyalog and prep more pages. While I did that I rang the DWP. You have to let them know of any changes to your physical circumstances. It took me two half hour calls in all to get through. I'm sure they do it as some form of a test.
Anyhow, I got through and told them what had happened and how long I was in hospital for etc. So that's done.
Next, I had a phone call from Durham to check I had a follow-up appointment. When I said I hadn't she promptly said she was going to email everything over to Queen's Med for them to start the ball rolling for them to take over my care.
I had a wash and change and then transferred back to bed. I had lunch with Kev then Willow snuggled down on my knee and we both dozed off. I think things will settle into a pattern. But that's good and already I feel more at ease than I was in the hospital. Occasionally there is the odd frustrated word between us, but, I love being home. Even if a scene out Whatever happened to baby Jane comes to mind ( although which one of us is Bette Davis and which one is Joan Crawford I couldn't say!)
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