Hospital

Up at the hospital this morning with W. This could be/maybe/possibly/probably the last time.

W is not a well woman and is plagued by a number of debilitating conditions. My job on these visits is to assemble her mobility scooter, drink coffee and eat sausage rolls, and then unassemble her scooter and put it back in the car.

She got a new car a couple of weeks ago, and this one has a hoist fitted which will lift her fully assembled scooter in and out if the car for her.

I'm going to miss those sausage rolls.