Second Helpings

Life Goes On

We had some new people move in across the road a while back. I don't know much about them as I'm not the curtain twitching, nosy neighbour type. I have noticed they seem to have quite a few children, but did they really have to put up their humbug decorations in the middle of November?

Not really what I want to see each morning when I open the curtains to face another day of hospital visits, confusion, anxiety and damp, dark days. Twinkling tree lights are not really appropriate when I close the curtains at night after another day of dashing back and forth, lugging heavy bags, tramping hospital corridors and waiting around for unreliable transport.

Still, you know me. Never one to complain.

Hubby had an operation on his knee on Wednesday to clean out the joint and check for infection. He's on an anti biotic drip, but we still don't really know what it is or what caused it. This is the hospital I had so many problems with when my parents were alive and things don't seem to have improved a great deal. There is never a doctor available to discuss things with and the lack of communication between departments and staff is painfully evident. At present he's being told they think they have cleared any infection, but if not he will face another operation. Deja vu 2012.

So, still in limbo. Still confused. Still anxious. Still shattered. Still a Humbugger. But still here...I think.