Exhausted!

At lunchtime I got a phone call from the hospital to say that H was being allowed home in the afternoon.  None of us had been expecting this at all,  but it seemed that there was no reason for them to insist that she stayed, and she was determined to leave!
 
So determined was she that she'd even been in the process of removing the cannula from her arm when the nurse had come in and taken over! 

When I got there she had her coat on over her pyjamas and was packed up and ready to go, but we had to wait for her medication; which she was sure she didn't need!

By the time I got her home it was cold and dark and raining.  She was so thrilled and happy to be back. Never again, she said! 

Methinks I've hear that before . . . .!