A day characterised by killing time between multiple visits to the
hospital began with tea and a bacon sandwich at Morrison’s supermarket before
visit number 1, then with the ward closed for lunch I spent an hour sipping more
tea on a bench in the grounds (“mild for the end of November” remarked one
passer-by), returning briefly for visit number 2 to see my Dad off to surgery
before going into Northfield where I got more tea and a Panini at Sainsbury’s café
(and a couple of books at a charity shop), back in time for visit number 3
which saw him back on the ward, but for me lasted only until the next mealtime
when I took the opportunity to revisit Sainsbury’s for some lasagne and a
milkshake (having had my fill of tea), before returning on automatic pilot for the
final visit number 4; fortunately I am good at waiting around and doing nothing
provided I have a book and a newspaper puzzle page to work through.
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