Not the planned Saturday

I wandered around The Range for a while looking for Will. This is how I found him, pondering on the dizzying choices for Christmas16 house decorations.

This was pretty much the highlight of the day. Jay's gall bladder opted not to wait for the scheduled removal operation on Monday morning at 10pm last night, we spent another night in A&E, I left at 5:30am ( strangely reminded of the night Will was born with the different doors they lock over night) and Jay soldiered on.

Now though the decision is that scans and assessments are needed before an op. And that these can't start until Monday. And Jay needs to stay in hospital until at least the middle of next week because there is no option to leave and come back for a scan. Which seems bonkers and mad to us both.

I have sent the children to walk the dog while I cook dinner. This is a good plan I will repeat.