All this hospital visiting has taken me back to a bygone age! One where you need money...Not cheques or bank cards but actual cash! I parted with £50 on the night I took a taxi home from the hospital and have not been near any cash points since........this I have to try to put right soon. People need paying!
All attempts at using hospital facilities have so far failed. If you ring the number given for a direct line to the bedside you get a recorded message which goes on for so long that I chopped it off in its prime. I don't need to know how much it's all going to cost me....I just want to speak to David!
I am so used to sending text messages and e mails now that going back to snail mail is something of a shock! He needs to speak to me every morning to list all the essential ingredients needed to get him through the day! I left him my old iPhone so that he needn't feel cut off. I use it as a pay as you go now and know there's minutes left on it. That got blocked and I think it's because it's two years since I last used it.
Trying to find ways through all the stuff on the screen above David's bed is even worse because they make it sound so easy...the sub clauses only kick in when you try. As for feeding it with your credit card you would need massive faith in the system to do that!
He has his tablet and his kindle and I take him his Times every morning!
He is still bored.....but bless him it's his first stay in hospital and I am praying that he'll be home soon.
God willing his small op should be tomorrow, sooner if he goes on shouting at the nurses!