Wrong place, right time!

Chez Parentals...dad whisked into hospital last night.

Short story version :-
I came through early morning, sat with mum, waited, coffees, talked and eventually he was seen and examined and at 4pm we all left with a further battery of medication. A shattered mum and dad but at least he is home.

Going home tomorrow to return here Friday. That's how it is with your folks when the years catch up with them, I think. Just need to be on call!

Feel very tired, very emotional but very lucky indeed.