Friday 24th October
Little called on Wednesday night and spoke with Bossy, between the two of them they agreed that Edwin would come home on the Intercape bus this Friday, it’s a 12 hour overnight trip. He will return on Sunday night and face a similar treck back to school. Friends in Cape are delivering him and collecting him on Monday.
All arranged with me feeling increasingly wobbly and his housemaster clearly not entirely happy.
I get the feeling that something has caused this urgent need to return home, as after last weekends discussions with him, felt that he was feeling a little better…we shall have to see what the weekend brings. As I write he is safely ensconced on his seat on the coach and has just started his 12 hour trip!
Tommy, is into the first of his 6 weeks house rest or house arrest, being on the third floor of an apartment in Italy, he is hobbling around having to rely on his team mates for support, food entertainment etc. They even have to give him his daily injections of antibiotics and pain killers!!!!
[Apparently the Italians place no store on the value of pills] He says that the op went better than expected and the surgeon feels he should make a full recovery after 6 months of rehab!!!!
Today I received a call from my sister Taz, the sort that I have been quietly dreading [Poor Tazy].
My Mum was rushed into the J.R in Oxford with some sort of bleed last night. Having spoken with both Taz and Jane [my sisters] they say she is very unwell and undergoing a series of scans and tests to assess what has caused the bleed, at the best it is the bucket load of prescription medicine that she has to take daily ,for her heart.
My day has been full of thoughts of her and of my sisters who are dealing with the drama and supporting my Mum.
Horrible being so incredibly far from her, and from them, but she is with the right people and I know that being the incredibly strong bird that she is, she will fight like a tiger to get well. Jane and Taz have told her that I know how ill she is.
Having never placed any store on the power of prayer, I do have a belief in the strength of feelings to travel between loved ones. Without being able to be next to her bedside, I am focusing my mind on sending Shirley my love and messages of strength and recovery, and to my sisters to be strong and take care of themselves as well as our dear Mum.
Little called on Wednesday night and spoke with Bossy, between the two of them they agreed that Edwin would come home on the Intercape bus this Friday, it’s a 12 hour overnight trip. He will return on Sunday night and face a similar treck back to school. Friends in Cape are delivering him and collecting him on Monday.
All arranged with me feeling increasingly wobbly and his housemaster clearly not entirely happy.
I get the feeling that something has caused this urgent need to return home, as after last weekends discussions with him, felt that he was feeling a little better…we shall have to see what the weekend brings. As I write he is safely ensconced on his seat on the coach and has just started his 12 hour trip!
Tommy, is into the first of his 6 weeks house rest or house arrest, being on the third floor of an apartment in Italy, he is hobbling around having to rely on his team mates for support, food entertainment etc. They even have to give him his daily injections of antibiotics and pain killers!!!!
[Apparently the Italians place no store on the value of pills] He says that the op went better than expected and the surgeon feels he should make a full recovery after 6 months of rehab!!!!
Today I received a call from my sister Taz, the sort that I have been quietly dreading [Poor Tazy].
My Mum was rushed into the J.R in Oxford with some sort of bleed last night. Having spoken with both Taz and Jane [my sisters] they say she is very unwell and undergoing a series of scans and tests to assess what has caused the bleed, at the best it is the bucket load of prescription medicine that she has to take daily ,for her heart.
My day has been full of thoughts of her and of my sisters who are dealing with the drama and supporting my Mum.
Horrible being so incredibly far from her, and from them, but she is with the right people and I know that being the incredibly strong bird that she is, she will fight like a tiger to get well. Jane and Taz have told her that I know how ill she is.
Having never placed any store on the power of prayer, I do have a belief in the strength of feelings to travel between loved ones. Without being able to be next to her bedside, I am focusing my mind on sending Shirley my love and messages of strength and recovery, and to my sisters to be strong and take care of themselves as well as our dear Mum.
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