On Thursday when we went in to visit Dad we were told that he had been assessed and the hospital were happy for him to come home as there were no beds at the rehab unit coming up any time soon. Dad had been having physio at the hospital and they said he was doing well. So, on Friday Mum and I went and did a weekly shop in the morning so that Mum had enough food for Dad coming home that afternoon. He was brought home by Patient Ambulance and got back to the house just after 3pm. I popped round a little bit later to check up on him and he was settled in his chair. The transfer had been a bit traumatic as Dad had been taken down to the patient transport waiting room at 9am where he was left sitting/slipping in a chair until after lunch time. By the time he got home he was quite tired and cold. But, he's home and that's the main thing. Now to get his physio at home up and running again :)
one of Megan
On Saturday Claire and the girls came round in the morning and we all (Claire, the girls, Emily and I) went round to see Dad in the afternoon. He finally got to meet his youngest Great Granddaughter :) although he had seen photos of her while in hospital.
Sunday was spent quietly at home and a visit to Mum & Dad's.
I don't have many photos from the weekend but I'll leave you with this one of Megan asleep on her Aunty Em :) Can you believe Megan was a month old on the 25th - doesn't the time go quickly!
