Quacking app, George

In what seems an odd coincidence, from the Acute Medical Ward they transfer me back to the room I had at the start of my previous stay in hospital. 

I'm finding it frustrating that various doctors keep telling me how well I look, and that I'll be going home today or the next day. This fails to actually happen, and nobody explains why I'm being kept in. 

In the evening, George's delight at his new colouring app makes me grin.