I think hexies have saved my nerves this week.
I have cut and stitched many petals ready to be made into flowers.
The reason being The Scot, my dh of 44 years, and even tho he has made me mad quite a few times, has been in hospital. And cutting and stitching hexies seems to calmed my nerves.
I had to ring the ambulance last Tuesday, and I have to say that I have been overwhelmed with the kindness extended to me. The Ambulance guys were more than terrific, even tho The Scot didn't think he needed to go to hospital. The Nurses and Doctors at the Monash Medical Centre are outstanding.
But can someone please explain to me why all the car parks have to have LIFTS and all the wards need a LIFT to get there. Yes you have guessed it I am claustrophobic. Life's worst nightmare when visiting hospitals. But I am amazed at the kindness of everyone when I hang around the lifts waiting for someone and then ask if they could take me to the floor I need, they go out of there way to help me, young and old. There is great hope for the World yet with such kindness all around.
Fortunate for me The Scot is a Man of Little Words, and all he has wanted to do is sleep so my visits have been mainly to take him much needed things.
So we have the arrangement .... I ring him at 10.am and he rings me at 5.00pm Did you know you can now use mobile phones and he can even recharge it plus the ipod should the battery run down.
This has been most helpful as it means I need to only attack the dreaded LIFTS every other day.
and what do you send a male loved one in hospital, I knew he would dread it if I sent flowers and I think he must watch his diet so I thought a GET WELL Balloon. Have you tried to send a Balloon without flowers or chocolates or a gift at the bottom. Well I did manage, and I thought he would be terribly embarrassed. But he rang me a short while ago and I think my dour Scot sounded rather pleased that he had this Get Well Balloon floating above his bed. Hurry home Scot a house is not a Home without you.