How a good day turns sour.
I posted yesterday about my first day of Uni and how it was a good day.
Well 10 mins after I hit the send button I had a phone call from my brother
in Brisbane - thats the other side of Australia to me. My Dad is in
hospital with 2 collapsed lungs and his kidneys are failing.
He has not been healthy for a long time and is nearly 79 but much of his
problems are aggravated because he is too stubborn, pigheaded and downright
scared to listen to his doctor.
When my brother was packing Dad's thing to send up to the hospital he found
an admission slip that Dad's doctor had given him 10 days ago - but Dad
wouldn't go. And he didn't tell my brother about it either.
Anyway I have rung the hospital today and Dad is improving - they are
keeping him in for a couple of days (if he doesn't sign himself out like he
did last time) because his BP is down and for observation. They say there is
no need for me to rush over there just yet.
AND just for good measure - today I got a call to say my niece's 5 week old
baby died this morning - cot death. Niece is 21. She is not coping very
I feel a bit battered today. Its really nice to know you are all out there
Heather in West Oz
God created the cat so man may know the pleasure of caressing the lion.