Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Winchester hospital

The aged P has emerged from Winchester hospital today, fully recovered and able to walk again. He'd fallen a couple of weeks ago in the house and his legs were completely jarred. His poor eyesight and memory were assets in so far as he forgot he was in hospital. "When is this European holiday coming to an end?" he asked on one of my visits. It was also fortunate that his hearing's not acute. On his third and final ward, the voice of a wailing woman from along the corridor outside could often be heard, "Help me! HELP ME!" I asked one of the nurses why she was so distressed. "She's fine," the nurse replied. "I can be sitting there, talking to her and suddenly she'll call out. Her dementia makes her forget where she is and her brain automatically triggers those words."


Blogger Angus said...

Congratulations to P. Also to you. These times require fortitude. Reminds me that we spend so much of our lives wishing our parents were ten years younger and our children ten years older.

6:36 pm  
Blogger Eurodog said...

Yes congratulations, WW.
And yes Angus, I could not agree more!

5:15 pm  
Anonymous kinglear said...

Delighted aged P better. My brain was erased years ago and have found life much happier as a consequence....

8:00 am  
Blogger Winchester whisperer said...

Thank you for your kind words

9:12 am  

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