Well, his situation and our lives are all kind of mixed up together these days. After an "on-off" day, the hospital eventually decided to keep him in until Monday anyway to get some social services input. Alleluia! At last someone seems to be listening!
Tonight he was lucid and seemed fine, the dear RW visiting as I tried to write a sermon for tomorrow. I'm a bit short of inspiration this weekend, I'm afraid.
Off tomorrow after church to Millport and a chance to catch up with old friends. I'm trying to remember to take those rainbow earmuffs! It's cold in Millport at this time of year!
We'll face the reality of Monday when it comes!
Partick Thistle Nil again, I'm afraid! Will we ever score again?
