I have to share a story a friend of mine told me about her mother’s recent visit to hospital with you because I think it is the funniest and most heartwarming story I have heard in ages. The reason behind the hospital visit is not at all funny and I hope my friend’s mum has made a full recovery. Oh, and I should also express my sympathies for the staff having to deal with, what must have been, a tough situation. But it’s still funny! 🙂 Names have been changed to protect the not-so innocent.
This was the P.S. to an email my friend sent:
“P.S. The hospital rang me Saturday morning to tell me to get in there- Dorothy had been a really bad girl during the night- had a nightmare that a team of assassins were going to kill her if she didn’t make a break for it- an unsuspecting nurse woke her to see if she was ok (she immediately assumed he was one of the bad guys) punched him and tried to do a runner- apparently it took three nurses to restrain her because she was not going down without a fight- that’s my girl- she’s 86 in April but she’s a feisty little thing.”
I hope I have that amount of spunk when I’m 86! 🙂
On another note, some of you may have been aware that years ago I wrote a book. It was never published and has since languished on my computer getting sporadic editings. Well, I have decided to post it here as a serial as I edit it. It’s called ‘Sharing a Desk with Elvis’, so keep an eye out for those posts if you are interested. And any constructive comments, I’ll emphasise constructive for some of you, you know who you are, are most welcome. First instalment coming to a blog near you soon. 🙂