Hopes dashed

There was a flurry of activity as it was decided that I could go home today.

Then suddenly, the plans were dashed.
Perhaps it was because I packed some hospital pillows in my case, or I hadn’t paid the bill; I didn’t hear much after “ change of plan, potassium level too low, install drip, blah, blah, blah….”

Sticky toffee pudding and custard to cover my tears. No, not literally.