Morning all from the hospital closer to home.
Tales from the NHS Hotel #2. It is only 10 am and we have already had a punch up. I am in a room with three beds. The other two are occupied by elderly women, one of whom is confused. She tried to get in the other ladies bed and sparked fisticuffs, full on punching and slapping. Who knew 80 year olds could be so ferocious. We now have a nurse sat in here babysitting everyone in case they kick off again.
I am hoping for a hair wash today but I don't think it is likely. Other than that I shall bury myself in my Kindle and ignore the drama around me.
No news yet on if I was granted funding for the private rehab hospital.