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And she’s back. Whether or not it’s too early, time will tell. Think after twelve weeks rather dazed but a steady stream of visitors throughout the day so far from lonesome.
Working tomorrow so could not stay which caused some angst and I offered to help her to bed but shooed away as she insisted she wanted to watch the news in the lounge.

Got home just before 11 only to be phoned to tell me I had to come straight back because she couldn’t into bed.
Puzzled as the OTs had taken so much time assuring that she could do so so tried to talk her through it to no avail.

Eventually got a neighbour out to save me the two hour round trip.

Turns out she needed me to turn her duvet down…

Words fail me