Escaped at last

I still spent most of the day in hospital whilst my wife enjoyed another great February day near Haslemere but I was allowed to leave after lunch. I must add that I have nothing but praise for the NHS and what they have done over the last four days. Dealing with ill people all the time must be a nightmare.
Feeling like a pin cushion - if any drink were to be poured into me I keep on expecting to see it leaking out of various holes on my arms. The pain of the hump has gone but has been replaced with a large hole in my back that needs redressing everyday.
Tomorrow Tricia gets her lesson as to how to do it and hopefully we can then head off to the darkest Ardeche as originally planned.