Ma is home. Spent quite a few hours at the hospital yesterday waiting for a doctor to sign her out. Late in the afternoon they decided to do another blood test. If the result went one way she was staying in, and she truly had the vapours at the thought of another night in the ward. It was a long long hour waiting for the result.
After a doctor had caused a slight delay (the sister and I spent 30 minutes moving anything that wasnt nailed down in moms ward looking for her notes.......he had casually left them in another ward by mistake) he agreed to let her go home, with antibiotics and some water pills. At home we sat for another hour as I marked MORNING or NIGHT in big black pen on each pill box....all eleven of them. Ma has ARMD and is practically blind now so we needed to make sure she knew what she took and when.
Truth be told the hospital staff were brilliant. Care and consideration all the way. How lucky we are.
On the way home, driving through the countryside, I had to slow down as I turned a bend and there on the road in front of me, stood just like a crossing lady, was a duck. She waddled from foot to foot as 5 ducklings all in a line crossed in front of her like giddy children on a school trip out....................and then she changed her mind and decided to bring them back the other way.....all the while with cars stopping or slowing and lights being flashed as if to say 'take care, mother nature at work'. All the drivers were entranced and smiling and everyone was concerned that the duck and her family managed to cross the road safely, which she did.
This moment, and my day with ma seemed to marry perfectly........life and living it...with gratitude and care and a smile.