It has been a huge few weeks and now we've stopped rushing around but we're both sick.... still. I think we've both allowed ourselves to get run down. There is a couple of bugs making the rounds at the moment and we were prime targets. Mick seems to have the tail end of a virus hanging around and I've been to the doctor today because I've now developed a chest infection on top of the virus. A round of antibiotics and a day of rest tomorrow should make some progress I hope. I'm hoping we can get back into some sort of routine with our temporary life.
On a happier note, Mick's mum went home from hospital yesterday. She's not out of the woods and there's a high risk of a further heart attack but at least she's in her own environment and sleeping better in her own bed. A carer will come in four times a day to assist her with meals and bedtime as she's also been battling eye cancer and has very limited vision. She's a feisty little lady and Mick said she sounded almost back to her old self on the phone. It would just be nice for her to live her life out, however much longer that is, in her own home and in relative comfort.