Who’da thought it? That Paul would be 40 already? How time flies. It feels like we blinked and missed it.
However, we made the most of celebrating the day as best we could under the lockdown and hospitalised circumstances.
John wasn’t out of hospital after all, although there had been a suggestion that they were hoping to discharge him today. So he did the next best thing and chatted to Paul on the phone. I went over to Kenilworth and we took a walk in our ‘bubble’. It was lovely because the weather was really good, as was the company.
Despite the fact that Paul had said he really didn’t want anything for his birthday everyone had made an effort and got him something. We had sent a hamper of food, which we hope he will enjoy. Other gifts of alcohol seemed to predominate.
Harriet had organised an afternoon tea which looked lush, and afterwards, the whole family met up on ‘Zoom’ to sing happy birthday to Paul. Then this evening we met up again for a Murder Mystery evening, which was good fun, if a little confusing at times. The most amusing thing was watching Jess, Harriet’s sister, hover in a ‘virtual kitchen’ background (she was playing the maid), disembodied and often with just her head visible, floating free. Everyone had dressed up and made an effort though, so it created a good atmosphere. I think Danielle won the prize for the best accent and acting.
Meanwhile, John is still languishing in hospital. He texted this morning to say that a nurse had popped his head round the door to say they were making plans to try and discharge him today. Regrettably, the words didn’t translate into actuality, and John is still in his hospital bed champing at the bit. I phoned the hospital to see if I could find anything out, but nothing much was forthcoming. “We’re still monitoring his kidney function. We took a blood test this morning, and will do the same tomorrow.” said the nurse. When I asked about the plans going forward, she didn’t know, and said she’d ask a doctor to phone me this afternoon. Needless to say, they didn’t – and I shall be phoning again tomorrow.
In between the trip to Kenilworth and the ‘happy birthday’ singing, I popped into Mum’s to drop some off some supplies. I am not confident that she is fully well yet, and she was rather dithery, a bit confused and especially deaf – until I realised she wasn’t wearing her hearing aids. Had to hunt to find them and, once I had and she’d put them in, it made things a bit better. In the end, I gave her paracetamol and hoped for the best. The report from the carer this evening was more hopeful, however, so I am keeping my fingers crossed that she’ll feel much improved tomorrow.
In the outside world, things still seem to be improving on the COVID front.
- 6,035 people tested positive for the virus today
- 144 people died in the community with COVID in the last 24 hours
- 86 people died in hospitals with the virus on 26 & 27 February
- And we’re through Day 53 of Lockdown 3; Day 341 of Lockdown 1 and Day 349 of our own, self-imposed lockdown.
Take care everyone. God bless.
Sounds as if Paul had a good day😊.
I wish John could have been with you. Maybe today….. xx