OUR MISSION.....

Both myself had a restless night worrying about MIL who really is struggling a bit more each day. We thought it would be a moral boost if we could get her out of the hospital where she has been for 8 weeks and take her on a short cab ride...well after lots of she can go, she can't go, there is no cab, there is a cab 2 hours later we got her out for a £50 ride around the local area! Emotionally I was a wreck and had a sob on a good friend shoulder! It was then back for a speedy but special lunch for J (on his uni return) and off for a relaxing evening to watch 007....then rush back to hospital for Dan who was in a real panic having upset The Rev yelling him his Mum was nearly dead! Then J ran to say he'd broken down and could we go and get him.......AAAARRRRGGGHHHH,. LIFE....off to bed blooming knackered!