A Quiet Sunday

There is not much to report today. I met Margaret's specialist yesterday morning and he is happy with Margaret's progress. She is getting by with less morphine and he hopes to start physio soon to help her get back on her feet and breath easily.

In the evening I found Margaret had been moved to a private shared room in G Pavilion. She misses her friend back in the public ward she was in. She is not doing much – not even watching TV. I have taken in a short romance type novel in large print to try and to encourage her to read.

I am taking advantage of the morning visits to hospital to get in some cycling on my little folding bike. It's about 7 km each way to the hospital and I do it in about 25 minutes. It also means that I don't have to find a parking place which is difficult during the day time.