Comparatively uneventful night, Phil slept… well he actually slept! Only got up about 4 times!
Because of her arm, Mum had asked me to get up early to get breakfast ready and Phil out of bed ready for the carer. So I did, and… Laura had already got up, set the table and made breakfast!
We laughed we did!
Deb and Laura went to Kings Hospital again so they could check that the arm was ok, the doc was very impressed with the setting that was done the night before. So again, it’s all looking good. They decided it was so good they wouldn’t change the cast for a fibreglass one, so we have ordered a plastic bag cover thingo for Mum’s arm so she can have a shower.
Just kept pushing Phil round the estate whenever he got antsy, spent a solid 30 minutes walking him around with the Zimmer frame, trying to get him to use it correctly. He did very well, of course completely forgot it a few hours later =/
There was one funny bit at the end of the day…
Phil and Laura in bed, I make Phil a glass of hot milk in a final last ditch effort to make him fall asleep.
He says “Are you making one for that lady over there?”
I reply “You mean Laura? Your wife?”
He looks at me astonished “She’s my wife?”
Phil leans over and in a very posh voice says “Hello there!” and shakes her hand
Nearly wet myself