What, I haven't written anything for tomorrow? Nothing scheduled? Oh dear. I better rattle something off.
Sister recovered from her surgery well enough. She did get a bladder infection, which was quickly picked up and antibiotics prescribed.
"Bone Doctor doesn't care about me in a doctor manner", Sister complained.
Yet last night Bone Doctor noticed Sister was rubbing her leg. Nothing was said until the morning when Bone Doctor rang Sister's hospital and within a flash Sister was back in hospital for a scan and a blood clot in her leg was detected.
Bone Doctor is never sympathetic to Mother with her old lady problems, but trust Bone Doctor very highly for her medical skills.
Just for some lightness, Bone Doctor's Mother visited them for a few days weekend past to help. Cups were scoured, meals made, beds vacuumed under, things dusted and Little Jo's room rearranged. The family dog Fuzzy is not welcome inside at Bone Doctor's Mother's place. Fuzzy has to stay outside. But when Little Jo at home woke during the night and had been warned off going to Sister's and Bone Doctor's bed while Sister is still sore, Little Jo went to her grandmother's bed, and wherever Little Jo goes, so does Fuzzy. The three of them curled up together.