Okay so today is a very good friend of mine's birthday, so I was in Somerset West when I get a messge from Geoff that he is being discharged from the hospital this morning and had to be out of the ward by 13:00 at the latest. I am so grateful I have children living in Cape Town! By the time I got home at just before half past twelve and had just pulled Geoff's car out of the driveway, Sarah sent a message to say she was nearly at the hospital and that she would bring him home. Apparently all three (Jeremy, Michael and Sarah) got to the hospital, Sarah signed all the papers and stuff, and Michael and she arrived back here. Mikey had to practically carry Geoff down the path, he was so weak. Shame, the other night Jeremy said he's like that guy in Monty Python and the Holy Grail, where the knight carries on fighting with no arms and no legs and he says it's but a scratch! But luckily he can get from the bed to the loo holding onto the furniture, the towel rail and the basin while carrying the vac pack bag with him. I can't see him managing to walk to the lounge for quite a while though.
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